In the moonlight
when the shadows play
when the thought of what could happen
takes your breath away.
Sighs and whispers

quiet laughter in the air
unspoken invitations everywhere.
In the moonlight
all the words you say
make it relatively easy
to be swept away.
In the half light
can we trust the way we feel?
Can we be sure that anything is real?
Stars keep secrets as they´re wandering, discretely.
While the echoes of a song go drifting by.
We must be careful not to lose our way completely,
or the magic that we see here, we can´t be sure will be here.
In the morning
with the moon away

and if in each other´s arms is where we´re meant to stay.
In the love light
when our eyes have grown accustomed to the daylight,
we´ll see what waits for us to share
for all the things we´ve dreamed of in the moonlight
will be there.
Stars keep secrets as they´re wandering, discretely.
While the echoes of a song go drifting by.
We must be careful not to lose our way completely,
or the magic that we see here, we can´t be sure will be here.
In the morning
with the moon away

and if in each other´s arms is where we´re meant to stay.
In the love light
when our eyes have grown accustomed to the daylight,
we´ll see what waits for us to share
for all the things we´ve dreamed of in the moonlight
will be there.
In the moonlight.
In the moonlight.