I’m old fashioned,
I love the m o o n l i g h t.
I love the old fashioned things: the sound of rain upon a window pane, the starry song that April sings.
oh won’t you stay old fashioned with me?
what did I find?
a thousand crystal towers,
a hundred emerald cities."
It’s not a perfect plan,
But it’s the one we’ve got."
I go out walking after midnight,
Out in the moonlight just like we used to do.
I’m always walking after midnight,
Searching for you."