I've reached the age that if I take ibuprofen,
it has no idea even where to start to begin to help me.
♪ Beneath the glow
of a midnight moon ♪
♪ The stars are humming
a
tender tune ♪
♪ The air is velvet,
soft and low ♪
♪
Whispering secrets only lovers know ♪
♪ Oh, the moonlit serenade ♪
♪ Where shadows dance and dreams are made ♪
♪ A waltz of hearts in silver shade forever bound ♪
♪
The trees sway slow to the night's refrain ♪
♪ A melody sweet
with a hint of pain ♪
♪ The breeze is warm,
yet it chills my skin ♪
♪ A fleeing touch where love begins ♪
♪ The night is fleeting, the stars will fade ♪
♪ But, oh, the memory,
it's here to stay ♪
♪ A moment caught in time's cascade forever ours ♪
♪ This moonlit serenade ♪
♪
Where shadows dance and dreams are made ♪
♪ A waltz of hearts in silver shade forever bound ♪
♪ In the moonlit serenade ♪
♪ So let the music linger near,
a quiet tune for hearts sincere ♪
♪ Though dawn may call, a woman made ♪
♪ We'll always have our moonlit serenade,
serenade ♪
♪ Beneath the music linger near,
a quiet tune for hearts sincere ♪
♪ Though dawn may call,
a woman made ♪
♪ We'll always have our moonlit serenade ♪