a whistle of the night
the sudden approach of light
mr moon's so bright
he's looking lovely tonight

crickets chirped in delight
leaves danced in the twilight
i laid down my rushlight
in hopes of your height

with you in sight
my heart went, "there's my knight"
you held me tight
and we danced in the moonlight

we became our own playwright
and it seems alright
because in the highlight
the main characters were you and me at post-midnight

birds chirped at the speck of daylight
a gentle reminder for my knight
he held me tight
as he whispered, "i'll be back tonight"

my knight is a wight
and he was long blight
these days mr moon has been in eyesight
oh how i hope he would shine brightly every night