It's dark outside and the moon is bright
It casts a glow across where I stand
I'm thinking of you tonight
Wishing I could hold your hand.

Right now I'm thinking of love
Right now I'm thinking of sorrow
I raise my eyes to what's above
Yes! There's still hope for tomorrow.

I haven't lost my sight
I can imagine the world is lonely
I'd rather like to bask in the moonlight
For this one time only.

But my skin it itches with wonder
And my feet want to dance
This must be some spell that I'm under
Or is this my second chance?

Youth strikes my features
But at the center I am old
Out from the night come the creatures
And with them comes the cold.

I know so much and yet so little
My mind has expanded to infinity
Though my reality feels brittle
I can hang on through serendipity.

This is my magical power
I weave the world with my fingers
The clouds in the night rain down a shower
I'm am the dancer, the thunder the singers.

This is my chance!
I'll fashion a quilt of morality
I'll swirl it as I dance
Making the divine fabric a reality.

But alas, this is only a dream
And I'm dreaming of love and sorrow
As I finish up the last seam
I think there's still hope for tomorrow.

It's dark outside and the moon is bright
As I'm sleeping soundly
Such a dream won't slip from my sight
I'll remember it profoundly.