Look at how the twilightâs fading, all the nightbirds serenading,
And Iâm helpless to that thin & hopeful tune, you know
The lightning bugs & the whiskey make tonight a little risky
I might stare at you and so Iâll keep my eyes a little low
I know thereâs so much in the way, but I just want to stay right here anyway
Because in the night the church bellâs ringing, and now my foolish heart is singing
Though god knows Iâve told it time & time again to be slow
(solo over verse)
I know itâs only juice & june that makes me sing this tune, and itâs all too soon,
But if the night was never-ending, thereâd be no more sense pretending
And perhaps thereâd be no space between our hands at all
Then perhaps there would be nothing else to do but fall
Just fall