You're all dressed up to go dreaming Now don't tell me I'm wrong And what a night to go dreaming Mind if I tag along If I say I love you I want you to know It's not just because there's moonlight Although, moonlight becomes you so Moonlight becomes you,

The thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone, baby I'm free from your spell You know you done me wrong, baby And you'll be sorry someday It's gone away from me The thrill is gone away from me Although, I'll still live on

I am all eyes I am all ears I am the wall And I'm watching you fall Because faith is mine! There is a scourge in the guise of sanctity A perpetrator with a quill Although it's Not perceived and although it’s not mystery

About the boy Mad about the boy I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had On the silverscreen He melts my foolish heart in every single scene Although I'm quite aware that here and there

Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures

It's a French kiss, Italian ice Spanish moss in the moonlight Just another American Saturday night Although usually it washes up on our shores She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car Listen to the Beatles singin' 'Back in the

And the craziest thing you'll ever do And so you come to me with your questions On a subject on which I'm well-versed Though I'm still as dumbfounded as the first time I found her It's either a blessing or a curse Although I cannot offer solutions It

Get out of here. Cold, dark sea Wrapping its arms around me, Pulling me down to the deep. All eyes on me. I pushed you away Although I wished you could stay. So many words left unsaid,

When the mellow moon begins to beam Every night I dream a little dream And of course Prince Charming is the theme The he, for me. Although I realize as well as you It is seldom that a dream comes true, To me it's clear That he'll appear. Some day he'll

Every rose has it's thorn Just like every night has it's dawn Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song Yeah it does We both lie silent, still In the dead of the night Although we both lie close together We feel miles apart inside Was it something I