Dancing Silhouettes

Dancing Silhouettes

Dancing silhouettes in the dead of night
Dancing under the starry skies
Dancing to the tune of the night.

The shape of two human beings
Two lovers sharing a waltz in the pitch-black night
The sound of them humming a sweet melody, that was lost so long ago.

Surrounded by trees and green leaves
Just a little moonlight-beam shines on them
They can hear the wolves hollowing at the moon.

True love this must be.

The night isn't forever young
Like days turn into nights
Nights turn into days

The dancing stops when the sun comes up
One last kiss goodbye
They break away.

They flee away from the light of the day.
They were just two strangers in the night to me
Two lovers in the pitch-black night.