Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
No moon at all, what a night
Even livened bugs empty their light
Stars have disappeared from sight
And there's no moon at all
Don't make a sound, it's so dark
Even Fido, he's afraid to bark
Oh, what a perfect chance to park
And there's no moon at all
Should we want atmosphere
For inspiration be one kiss
Will make it clear that tonight is right
And right from life, nights interfere
No moon at all, ah poor boy
This is nothing like they told us of
Just to think we fell in love
There's no moon at all
And there's no moon at all
And there's no moon at all