The Night We Called It a Day
Matt Dennis, Tom Adair
There was a moon out in space,
But a cloud drifted over its face;
You kissed me and went on your way,
The night we called it a day.
I heard the song of the spheres,
Like a minor lament in my ears;
I hadn't the heart left to pray,
The night we called it a day.
Soft through the dark,
The hoot of an owl in the sky;
Sad though his song,
No bluer was he than I!
The moon went down, stars were gone,
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn;
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day.
The moon went down, stars were gone,
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn;
There wasn't a thing left to say, oooh!
The night we called it a day, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!