The sun is nearly gone
The lights are turning on
A silver shine that stretches to the sea

We've stumbled on a view
That's tailor-made for two
What a shame those two are you and me

Some other girl and guy
Would love this swirling sky
But there's only you and I

And we've got
No shot

This could never be
You're not the type for me


And there's not a spark in sight

What a waste of a lovely night

You say there's nothing here?
Well, let's make something clear
I think I'll be the one to make that call

But you'll call?

And though you looked so cute
In your polyester suit
You're right, I'd never fall for you at all

---It's wool

And maybe this appeals
To someone not in heels
Or to any girl who feels

There's some chance
For romance

But, I'm frankly feeling nothing

---Is that so?

Or it could be less than nothing

Good to know

So you agree?

---That's right

What a waste of a lovely night