It was the first time we ever saw Dylan
On that crowded beach on a hot summer eve
He played the last chords like a rolling stone
Hey that could be me on a night like this in search of God knows what!

The moon turned down its shining
It feared for its life, it turned a blind eye
It stayed in its den, t gave me no chance
But to accept that its charm is not meant to be spent on the day-dreaming kind

Guess it just wasn’t our fate, it wasn’t our night
I was wrong ‘cause the moon’s always right
Now let me sleep the night along to your accordion song

Then it drizzled all over the avenue
We were cast away from the merry-go-round
And gone into exile on a dark boulevard
Out there where the pilgrims await the day on a silent bandstand

And the music led on to our slumbers While giving away my sorrowful side
Exposing my wounds
Amplifying my blues
The minutes flew by and a hard cold truth took over and dawned on us

Guess it just wasn’t our fate, it wasn’t our night
I was wrong ‘cause the moon’s always right
Now let me sleep the night along to your accordion song

So many letters and phone calls
So many stations and so many farewells
And so many rides and one more goodbye
With dead-pan eyes and a one-way ticket to another promised land

Guess it just wasn’t our fate, it wasn’t our night
I was wrong ‘cause the moon’s always right
Now let me sleep the night along to your accordion song Then I’ll leave you alone

Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020