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The taxi lights were in your eyes, so warm against St. Mary's spires |
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The carnival was over in the rain |
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And arm in arm through Vincent Street, the evening hanging like a dream |
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I touched your face and saw the night again |
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And in your arms, I watched the stars ascend |
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And sweep a loneliness away for a while |
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Your fingers white and locked in mine, I kiss your face and kiss your eyes |
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Until they turn to me and softly smile |
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And empty hearted, I walked on, the river flowing to the song |
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Of evening in the darkness and the rain |
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The Christmas lights were far downstream, the wind so lonely and unreal |
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I saw your face and I thought you were a dream |
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But when I saw your eyes, what could I do? |
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What could I say, my love? |
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Your kisses, they will hide away the stars |
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It's Saturday, the evening's come, the football crowds have all gone home |
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But still behind this window, I look on |
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December's leaves so slowly fall to cars that break the evening's pall |
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And I will wait for you to come tonight |
