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.