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