Frank Sinatra

Frank Sinatra
The night we called it a day

There was a moon out in space
But a cloud drifted over its face
You kissed me and went on your way
The night we called it a day
I heard the song of the spheres
Like a minor lament in my ears
I hadn't the heart left to pray
The night we called it a day

Soft through the dark
The hoot of an owl in the sky
Sad though his song
No bluer was he than I
The moon went down stars were gone
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day

delamare

Submitted by delamare at Tue 28 Dec, 2010 3:58 pm

Author: Dennis-Adair, Matt Dennis, Tom Adair, Matt Denis
Composer: ?
Publisher: Trumpets Of Jericho Ltd.
Published in: 2012
Language: English

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