Love is played, and there they both layed.
The night is a tool, i know your no fool.
I can see the stars shining through, and the moon is a rare color blue.
Its radiants that shines down love for a rare chance, to take you down along with your pants. In a graveyard or in a churchyard, theres no stopping us now. She looks at me and says wow. The morning after im gone, but ill meet you here again. Just after dawn.