Little slaves are free at night
Then we'll soon retreat from the busy street
Till the crowds are out of sight
There's a rendez-vous for lovers where we two can play
Very near your door, in the city's core
But it seems a million miles away

Meet me underneath that little tree in the park
No one else around but you and me in the dark
Just five minutes from your doorstep
I'll wait for your step to come along
And the city's roar becomes a song!
While I'm waiting I discover more in your charms
Suddenly I turn around and you're in my arms
And if there's a moon above you
I'll carve 'I love you' upon the bark
Underneath that little tree inside the park.