Most of the guests, had left the room
to gather their things, and say goodbye...
The strains of music had softened now
with sleepy ballads, winding down
The D J's voice had ceased to be
but, distant laughter was meandering
and piano notes were lingering.....
Saxophones were speaking love
and above us, as if a spirit wound
us in a warm Sinatra sound
And with the midnight tolling near
one by one, they drifted home...
Just a few of us, to dance the floor
All sense of time had halted course...
With shoes kicked off, and jackets hung
We couldn't bear the evening's end
I kept my head against your chest
as if a home for my heart's rest
The final dance would soon begin
The music stopped, but we did not
We couldn't break our tight embrace
We couldn't tear ourselves apart
And while we danced in pale moonlight
Our eyes were closed, you kissed my face
In this, our own, enchanted place
You held me close, we danced alone
The night was ours to keep and own
Though not a sound at all we hear
One lonely sax, still fills our rooms
While the voice of Blue Eyes still lives on
where the music never ends
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