The sun is nearly gone
No lights are turning on
A silver shine that stretches to the sea
We stumble on a view
That's tailor made for two
What a shame those two are you and me
Some other girl and guy
would love this swirling sky
But there's only you and I
And we've got, no shot
This could never be
You're not the type for me
Really?
And there's not a spark in sight
What a, a waste of a lovely night
You say there's nothing here
Well let's make something clear
I think I'll be the one to make that call
what's your call
I know you looked so cute
In your polyester suit
It's wool
You're right I'd never fall for you at all
And maybe this appeals
To someone not in heels
Or to any girl who feels
There's some chance
For romance
But, I'm frankly feeling nothing
Is that so?
Or it could be less than nothing
Good to know
So you agree?
That's right
What a waste of a lovely night