"La Rue Du Soleil" lyrics

In a little cafe a La Rue Du Soleil
She happened to sit down beside me
And sipping my tea made it easy to see
Something was misplaced inside of me

Is she looking at me?
Is she there behind the wall?
Is she made out of what's to be?
Meaning is she there at all?
In that little cafe I heard somebody say
"Pardon Monsieur, may I have a light?"
And starting to smile, I was changing my style
She smiled back, it seemed only right

She's looking past me
At someone who's walking past me

C'est la vie. C'est la vie...