The seasons they are turning And my sad heart is yearning To hear again the songbird's sweet melodious tone Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The dusky light the day is losing Orchids, poppies, black eyed susan The earth and sky that melts with flesh and bone Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The air is thick and heavy All along the levee Where the geese into the countryside have flown Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? Well, I'm preaching peace and harmony The blessings of tranquility Yet I know when the time is right to strike I take you 'cross the river, dear You've no need to linger here I know the kinds of things you like The clouds are turning crimson The leaves fall from the limbs and The branches cast their shadows over stone Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The boulevards of cypress trees The masquerade of birds and bees The petals pink and white, the wind has blown Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The trailing moss in mystic glow The purple blossom, soft as snow My tears keep flowing to the sea Doctor, lawyer, indian chief It takes a thief to catch a thief For whom does the bell toll for, love? It tolls for you and me Old pulse's running through my palm The sharp hills are rising from Yellow fields with twisted oaks that grow Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone?
The seasons they are turning And my sad heart is yearning To hear again the songbird's sweet melodious tone Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The dusky light the day is losing Orchids, poppies, black eyed susan The earth and sky that melts with flesh and bone Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The air is thick and heavy All along the levee Where the geese into the countryside have flown Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? Well, I'm preaching peace and harmony The blessings of tranquility Yet I know when the time is right to strike I take you 'cross the river, dear You've no need to linger here I know the kinds of things you like The clouds are turning crimson The leaves fall from the limbs and The branches cast their shadows over stone Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The boulevards of cypress trees The masquerade of birds and bees The petals pink and white, the wind has blown Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone? The trailing moss in mystic glow The purple blossom, soft as snow My tears keep flowing to the sea Doctor, lawyer, indian chief It takes a thief to catch a thief For whom does the bell toll for, love? It tolls for you and me Old pulse's running through my palm The sharp hills are rising from Yellow fields with twisted oaks that grow Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone?