Text: Deacon Blue. Closing Time.

This is the way we walk
This is how we walk at closing time
These are the songs we sing
These are our songs at closing time

And in the clear of this sweet moonshine
We'll walk back to where we started on our own again

This is my favorite time
Drink up now and move outside, it's closing time
My most favorite lips
Are on the girls that I kissed at closing time

And in the clear of dear sweet moonshine
We'll walk back to where we started on our own again

When all the people are just shuffling home
When all the saddest things are said and done
And all the words are brighter
In the happy light of closing time

We took the shortcut home
Over the wood slat bridge
And stood and gazed and wished
Till all the clouds has vanished

Nothing could be missed
And only the river passed
And there at the back of eleven
In the late summer night

A leaf landed soft, soft soft soft and sorrowful
And your belly was warm
As the day was long
And night came upon us so fast

Would you be poor not to be sure
That everything lasts for ever
Some things don't get better
Till you`re on your own again

When all the people are just shuffling home
When all the saddest things are said and done
And all the words are brighter
In the happy light of closing time

All the people are just shuffling home
When all the saddest things are said and done
And all the words are brighter
In the happy light of closing time

We took the shortcut home
Over the wood slat bridge
And stood and stared and wished
Till all the clouds has vanished

Nothing could be missed
And only the river passed
And there at the back of eleven
In the late summer night

A leaf landed soft, soft soft soft and sorrowful
And your belly was warm
As the day was long
And night came upon us so fast, so fast

Came so fast
Came so fast
Came so fast
And all we said da da do do

All we said was
All we said was
Was da da do do
Was da da do do

Da da do do
All we said
And all we said
Do do, do do, do do