There's a moon above Cassis
 There's a menu in my room that can't be read
 I am burned, broke and legless on pastis
 And tonight you're all I really miss or need
 There's a band down the street
 Singing high and sweet
 But I can't make out a word they say
 "Tout le monde de besoin d'amour"

 Won't you come to me, come to me
 Won't you come to me

 There's a map inside my pocket,
 But I don't know where I'll go
 I'm pulled in all directions by the moon
 I am lost, free, exhausted and alive
 And you been on my mind all afternoon
 But the lines are always blocked
 And the operators talk
 But I can't make out a word they say
 "Tout le monde de besoin d'amour"

 Won't you come to me, come to me
 Won't you come to me