Frank Sinatra with Tommy Dorsey & His Orchestra
the night we called it a day
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There was a moon out in space, but a cloud drifted over its face
You kissed me and went on your way the night we called it a day
I heard the song of the spheres, like a minor lament in my ears
I hadn't the heart left to pray, the night we called it a day
Soft through the dark, the hoot of an owl in the sky
Sad though his song, no bluer was he than I
The moon went down stars were gone, but the sun didn't rise with the dawn
There wasn't a thing left to say, the night we called it a day
There wasn't a thing left to say, the night we called it a day
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