No one knows where the night can go
except for the few lovers
entangled and torn from the hour

the stars now are starting to leave
a silent moon begins to weep
and the lovers fall further and further

into the dark and deep
come morning, without warning
the absence of love's embrace

like winter's light, it creeps on in
and the moon's tears fade
he starts the car and is driving away

hearing her voice and tasting their last kiss
that sent them spinning and racing
the moon's glow lights the way

otherwordly underwater dreamscape
till a semi's headlights invade
come morning, without warning

the absence of love's embrace
like winter's light, it creeps on in
and the moon's sullen glow is fading

the glow is fading
the glow is fading
soul escaping

stars are leaving, the moon is weeping
soul escaping
soul escaping

racing through the night...
the glow is fading
the glow is fading