Let the dark be your home When the night tires its eyes now Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na she sang low, still Sway as the moon rose while staring into her lost gaze Sing na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na with me Soft whispering Slowly veer away Swans on a lake glide low Echoing under these stars Sing na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na with me Once our tears dry and all memory fade like soft snow Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na she sang low, still Whispering