The party's over now, the dawn is drawing very nigh,
The candles gutter, the starlight leaves the sky;
It's time for little boys and girls to hurry home to bed,
For there's a new day waiting just ahead.
Life is sweet,
But time is fleet
beneath the magic of the moon.
Dancing time
May seem sublime,
But it ended all too soon.
The thrill has gone,
To linger on
Might spoil it anyhow;
Let's creep away
From the day,
For the party's over now.