If we could sing and dance
Under the moon and the stars
Could we play, take chance
Under the moon and stars glowing,
And sticked on your room's ceiling

But Darling, one of us must fold
End this poignant game
Take a risk, be bold
But how, with a pair of aces
Can't seem to read each other's faces

Our cup of desire filled to a brim
When would our boiling blood
Turn into crimson steam
And fill the room with a faint, red shade
From all the love that was made