Desert Moon

DESERT MOON Dennis DeYoung "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 nights It echoes in the corners of my heart The night is true and waiting for the desert train All the words we meant to say All the chances swept away Still remain on the road to undo Those summer nights, when we were young We bragged of things we'd never done We were dreamers, only dreamers Moments pa*s, 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