Lyrics by: Tom Adair
Music by: Matt Dennis
Arranged by: Axel Stordahl – Gordon Jenkins
Label: Victor/Bluebird Records – Capitol
Recorded: 1/19/42 – 4/10/57
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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