Frank Sinatra & The Tommy Dorsey Orchestra - The Night We Called It A Day lyrics

There was a moon out in space, but a cloud drifted over its face You kissed me and went on your way the night we called it a day I heard the song of the spheres, like a minor lament in my ears I hadn't the heart left to pray, the night we called it a day Soft through the dark, the hoot of an owl in the sky Sad though his song, no bluer was he than I The moon went down stars were gone, but the sun didn't rise with the dawn There wasn't a thing left to say, the night we called it a day There wasn't a thing left to say, the night we called it a day