LP _ Love and Theft <br /><br />The seasons they are turning and my sad heart is yearning<br />To hear again the songbird’s sweet melodious tone<br />Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone?<br /><br />The dusky light, the day is losing, Orchids, Poppies, Black-eyed Susan<br />The earth and sky that melts with flesh and bone<br />Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone?<br /><br />The air is thick and heavy all along the levy<br />Where the geese into the countryside have flown<br />Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone?<br /><br />Well, I’m preaching peace and harmony<br />The blessings of tranquility<br />Yet I know when the time is right to strike<br />I’ll take you cross the river dear<br />You’ve no need to linger here<br />I know the kinds of things you like<br />he clouds are turning crimson–the leaves fall from the limbs an’<br />The branches cast their shadows over stone<br />Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone?<br /><br />The boulevards of cypress trees, the masquerades of birds and bees<br />The petals, pink and white, the wind has blown<br />Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone?<br />The trailing moss and mystic glow<br />Purple blossoms soft as snow<br />My tears keep flowing to the sea<br />Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief<br />It takes a thief to catch a thief<br />For whom does the bell toll for, love? It tolls for you and me<br /><br />My pulse is running through my palm–the sharp hills are rising from<br />The yellow fields with twisted oaks that groan<br />Won’t you meet me out in the moonlight alone?
