In a distant town
When the night is falling
Would you come along
If the moonlight passed beyond
By the vacant house
I can hear them calling
And the signs are never wrong
I wanna ride
To where the secrets die
Into the night
To where the secrets die
Into the night
Many miles away
Let the wind grow tired
As the fragrant lies and myself
Become the same
I cannot decide
What the night requires
But the signs are never wrong