Night Is Young

Awake on a bus riding north of Chicago

Up a blank interstate passing billboards in the night,

Got one eye half closed so nobody tries to ask me

"What's the time?" "Where you going?" while they're reaching for their light.

Half an hour ago the sun

Was going down behind a thin line of trees,

Blood-orange blinking through, like the color

Of my girl's necklace flashing through her collar

On the night that I met her coming in and out of view.

The night is young it’s no mistake.

Like the snow when it first hits the ground

And it’s only your and mine to make

So my darling why wouldn't we now?

It's a half drunk fist in the face,

It's a love that can't be overthrown

You want under your chin

When the moon goes dim

In the dead of a night so young.

I walk out into the street with short shadows from the moon

Where electric lights are off.

And the girls girls girls pop their collars in the cold

And a few third shifters cross the street to punch the clock.

Well it was a long time looking for somebody

I could talk on, lean on, find something to start.

Got to walk on walk with another minute passing

While the road that we're going up seems to come and come apart.

The night is young it’s no mistake.

Like the snow first lays on the ground

And it’s only your and mine to make

So my darling why wouldn't we now?

It's a half drunk fist in the face,

It's a love that can't be overthrown

You want under your chin

When the moon goes dim

In the dead of a night so young.

The night is young its no mistake

And the world seems like a far off joke.

You're talking to me for my sake

And all memory going up in smoke

It's a half drunk fist in the face,

It's a love that can't be overthrown

You want under your chin

When the moon goes dim

In the dead of a night so young.