The fire’s low, the party’s over
Just you and I the last to go
Why can’t I bear to say goodbye
I think you know, I think you know

Tonight you spoke to me so sweetly
Each time you smiled, it felt so right
And when we danced, you drew me close
Is this the night? Is this the night?

Is it in the stars? Could it be the light?
Is it just the moon? Could it be the night?

The moonlit path looks so inviting
Beneath a dark and starry dome
I take you hand, you understand
I’ll walk you home, I’ll walk you home

Is it in the stars? Could it be the light?
Is it just the moon? Could it be the night?

The moonlit path looks so inviting
Beneath a dark and starry dome
I take you hand, you understand
I’ll walk you home, I’ll walk you home
Walk you home, I’ll walk you home

© Copyright 2025 Peter Lloyd
Melody borrowed from Puccini “Nessun Dorma”

Could It Be the Night?

Songwriter since 1966. Can't believe I still have to write protest songs. Prefer writing love songs and songs of praise for stand-up women and men, parodies, lyrical nonsense, blues and adaptations.