He loves the dawn

But I am the night

And I bet he wants

Something beautiful, simple and bright.

But I think too much

I love like I'm dying

And I come and go like the moon, like the moon

My face shows when I'm lying.

And I may not burn like some

I'll bathe him in silver light

And when the sunset comes

I'll be loving him, loving him all through the night.

There was a time

Many in fact

They called me sunshine

But only my mother knows that.

A kiss on his shoulder

His chest and his hands

And he talks so funny

So I'd kiss his mouth and be sunshine again, but just for him.

And I may not burn like some

I'll bathe him in silver light

And when the sunset comes

I'll be loving him, loving him all through the night.

And oh his laughter

I still hear it thirty midnights after

But I just can't confess

Oh I know I'm in over my head

And I know he knows that I know he knows.

That he is the sun, but I am the moon

Hung like a ghost in the sky when it's day and he's lighting me too

But he is no fool, he's sees I'm a mess

So I'll blame these unsteady hands on the wine when we dance, nonetheless.

And I'll never burn like some

But I'll let him shine so bright

He'll know when morning comes

I've been loving him, loving him all through the night

All through the night, all through the night.