DESERT MOON by Dennis DeYoung [1984]

Is this the train to Desert Moon

Was all she said

But I knew I'd heard

That stranger's voice before

I turned to look into her eyes

But she moved away

She was standing in the rain

Trying hard to speak my name

They say first love never runs dry

The waiter poured

Our memories in a tiny cup

We stumbled over words

We longed to hear

We talked about the dreams

We'd lost, or given up

When the whistle

Caught the night

And shook silence

From my life

As the last train

Rolled toward the moon

Those summer nights

When we were young

We bragged of things

We'd never done

We were dreamers

Only dreamers

And in our haste

To grow up too soon

We left our innocence

On Desert Moon

We were dreamers

Only dreamers

On Desert Moon

On Desert Moon

On Desert Moon

Desert Moon

I still can hear the whisper

Of the summer night, it echoes

In the corners of my heart

The night we stood and

Waited for the desert train

All the words we meant to say

All the chances swept away

Still remain on the road

To the moon

Those summer nights

When we were young

We bragged of things

We'd never done

We were dreamers

Only dreamers

Moments pass

And time moves on

But dreams remain

For just as long

As there's dreamers

All the dreamers

On Desert Moon

On Desert Moon

On Desert Moon

Desert Moon

Written by Dennis DeYoung.
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