Midnight Moon by The Raw-Cats Lyrics

The black cat curls in the armchair
The candle flickers and flames
A fingered branch taps on the glass
And I hear you call my name

A lovers’ quarrel argues with the stars
A radio sings the blues
Far in the distance the thunder rolls
And I keep thinking of you

But it’s only the moon
Only the midnight moon

The mystic hand moves across the waves
To awaken the sleeping tide
Then gently caresses the silent fields
And brushes my dreams aside

The jasmine shadows arе heavy with heat
Their pеrfume clings to the air
The clock on the wall dares me to sleep
And grins at my despair
But it’s only the moon
Only the midnight moon