This park is my living room
This bench is my loveseat
Green gra** is my broadloom
Lying beneath my feet
It takes me back to when I was a girl
It was here that I came to
My young world
A victim in the dark
Of love's near fatal spark
By the light of the moon
Our fervour sustained by the nighthawk's refrain
What bliss, what sweet ruin
These memories are fixed in time
Though faintly gossamer
I hope that yours will be like mine
And stay with you all your years
To take you back to when you were a girl
Your first rendezvous in a younger world
A fixture in the park
Where I stay 'til it's dark
Then I go to my room
I seldom complain sitting out in the rain
God's earth must consume
By the light of the moon
What bliss, what sweet ruin
By the light of the moon
What bliss, what sweet ruin
By the light of the moon
What bliss, what sweet ruin