Broughton-Mason-Thomas
Moonlight.. . Oh in the Moonlight
Eyes bright . . . Waiting for daylight
Please, don't fight, everything's so right
High lights .. . Sweet golden goodnights.
But there you go, it goes to show, how my imagination flows.
In never ending circles, with glances asking questions
We chase each other's alibis
And if my voices show me caution,
(only through your eyes)
its only through your eyes
Nightlife ...seems like a still life
Waiting ...for unfinished paintings
oh but meanwhile ... time in between smiles
stands still .. . like some breathless windmill.
But there you go, it goes to show, how my imagination flows.
If the sages say I'm foolish. I'll say your every movement
Was like a river, washing over me.
But if you tell me that its ended, I'll shake my head and leave
(shake my head and leave).
Moonlight.. . Oh in the Moonlight
Eyes bright . . . Waiting for daylight
Please, don't fight, everything's so right
High lights .. . Sweet golden goodnights.
But there you go, it goes to show, how my imagination flows.
In never ending circles, with glances asking questions
We chase each other's alibis
And if my voices show me caution,
(only through your eyes)
its only through your eyes
Nightlife ...seems like a still life
Waiting ...for unfinished paintings
oh but meanwhile ... time in between smiles
stands still .. . like some breathless windmill.
But there you go, it goes to show, how my imagination flows.
If the sages say I'm foolish. I'll say your every movement
Was like a river, washing over me.
But if you tell me that its ended, I'll shake my head and leave
(shake my head and leave).