When the Night was Young

When I had two good feet we'd often meet take long walks 'til I couldn't talk though silence can be sweet... When you could hear I'd whisper in your ear fill your heart with glee two lovers' recipes though you can no longer see... When the night was young and the moon was low we'd kiss, nice and slooowww and then, you know, we'd go ~ Ah, but the key's long gone, our song is sung