Friday Night

The moon must know it's Friday, he's been drinking all night

Crooning and swooning,

he says come dance in the half-light

So you whirl out a step, choreographed by wine

And you dance with the moon, the stars, and the stop sign

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In my mind, I see a lifetime of tonights

But I'll keep that thought sealed tight

Live for the moment that is tonight

There's no rain in the gutters, the moon's fully bright

Let it shine all it's power,

I may not get another Friday night...

You whirl and a child-like wisdom glows on your face

The moon you have embraced You left him spell-bound, staggered, in his starry, starry place

Round, round, round, he's spinning round you, round you

Dancing, twirling, in a wild lunar chase

Though the moon's all but eclipsed tonight

By curtains and candlelight He's tapping at me through the window pane

In his top hat and cane...