Note: These lyrics are written as I hear them, and are incomplete. If you have any suggestions or alterations, please send them to me at phil@curve.demon.co.uk

Creaking[?], sitting in the corner,
Smiling to the olders and wisers[?]
? the other girl.

Talking, telling all my stories,
Laughing at the things that we both have done,
Over all the years.

And as the hour's close to midnight,
We seem to gather in the moonlight.

The wicked went away
We fell asleep[?]
We seemed so different.

So many years have past,
So much time,
When we stay home[?]

Whatever comes may come,
You'll never change,
No.

As I feel sullied in the moonlight,
And they'll be horrid in the next life,
(Aaaaaah)

We'll be laughing in the moonlight,
Singing songs at midnight,
... dim light,
Waltzing on the near side, [????]
Four and twenty birdies[bodies?],
Laughing in the moonlight,
Singing songs at midnight.

(Author: M. Berenyi)