In the Middle of the Night

in the night…we go walking by,
Under a fairy tale, starry sky…
Good night lullaby.
In the night…we have all our dreams,
Under a blue, desert moon:
Nothing is what it seems.

Could it be?
Could it be you and me all alone?
Or is it fantasy?
Just a call...on the telephone...

Tell me it's true…
That you love me and I love you.
As the sun and the moon are one light…
In the day, and in the night.

In the night…we can be ourselves.
Under the cover of darkness,
Putting our day-lives on the shelves.
In the night…it isn't what it seems,
Or, maybe more real…
Even more real then our daytime dreams.

Could it be?
Could it be you and me…
All alone? 
Or is it fantasy?…
Just a call…on the telephone…

Tell me it's true…
That you love me and I love you.
As the sun
And the moon are one light…
In the day, and in the night.

I want you for myself. 
Just you, and no one else.
Come to me, if you can…
For, I have got a plan.
Oh, I can see the light…
Most every single night.
The stars, they shine so bright…
In the middle of the night…
In the middle of the night…
In the middle of the night…
In the middle of the night.