Midnight on a beach in the MediterraneannAnd I miss younEven here, taking it all innThe sand silvered carries the moon on its shouldersnIs it possible to put this night to tune, and move it to you?nnDon't cry I'll bring this home to you,nIf I can make this night light enough to movenDon't cry i'll bring this home to younnCargo ships move by tracing on the horizon linenThere's a luster from the city lights on the waves that kiss our feetnAnd we're thinkin' of goin' in (thinkin' of goin' in),nThe time's getting thinnnDon't cry I'll bring this home to you,nIf I can make this night light enough to movenDon't cry I'll bring this home to you,nIf I can make this, if I can make thisnnDon't cry I'll bring this home to you,nIf I can make this night light enough to movenDon't cry I'll bring this home to younnThis is a city for not sleeping; The clocks are set by feelnAt this moment, from where I sit, none of it seems realnnDon't cry I'll bring this home to you,nIf I can make this night light enough to movennDon't cry I'll bring this home to you, nIf I can make this night light enough to movennIf I can make this, if I can make this movenIf I can make this move