When did the magic lose all the starlight?
Does it really matter who was wrong, who was right?
I still hear the songs, do you hear them too?
I still feel your touch, can you feel me with you?

I look at the moon but I can't see you there
I hear a wolf howling... are you out there somewhere?
I know I was wrong, I quit all to soon
Now I'm left here alone under our moon.

How many nights
did we have in the moonlight?
How much of the magic
did we share in the night?
When did the stars begin to fall?
Tell me my darlin...
did we lose it all?