Cut the lights and get closer
I don't think that we understand completely
Shut the blinds and hide out
The heat of the city below can burn out
Ordinary people in an everyday parade
Marching bands and traffic jams, bills and holidays
Love will come around at the strangest time
You can see the moon in the mid day sky
Love will come around at the strangest time
I've got an eight track heart, and it's singing
I don't think there's a way to rewind this feeling
So turn it up, or be at home in the silence
We can stand at the end of the dock or dive in
Ordinary people in an end-of-season game
Hail Mary soaring - precious seconds slip away
Love will come around at the strangest time
You can see the moon in the mid day sky
Love will come around at the strangest time
We're not afraid of the dark