Look at how the twilight? s fading, all the night birds serenading And I? m helpless to that thin and hopeful tune, you know The lightning bugs and the whiskey make tonight a little risky I might stare at you and so I? ll keep my eyes a little low I know there? s so much in the way But I just want to stay right here anyway Because in the night the church bell? s ringing And now my foolish heart is singing Though God knows I? ve told it time And time again to be slow I know it? s only juice + June that makes me sing this tune And it? s all too soon But if the night was never-ending There? d be no more sense pretending And perhaps there? d be no space between our hands at all Then perhaps there would be nothing else to do but fall just fall