201. IT’S A GRAND NIGHT FOR SINGING
1945
MAYBE IT’S MORE THAN THE MOON.
MAYBE IT’S MORE THAN THE BIRDS.
MAYBE IT’S MORE
THAN SIGHT OF THE NIGHT,
IN A LIGHT TOO LOVELY FOR WORDS.
MAYBE IT’S MORE THAN THE EARTH,
SHINY IN SILVERY BLUE.
MAYBE THE REASON I’M FEELING THIS WAY
HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH YOU.
IT’S A GRAND NIGHT FOR SINGING;
THE MOON IS FLYING HIGH.
AND SOMEWHERE A BIRD
WHO IS BOUND HE’LL BE HEARD
IS THROWING HIS HEART AT THE SKY.
IT’S A GRAND NIGHT FOR SINGING;
THE STARS ARE BRIGHT ABOVE.
THE EARTH IS AGLOW
AND TO ADD TO THE SHOW
I THINK I AM FALLING IN LOVE;
FALLING, FALLING IN LOVE.
