Stay and help me to end the day. And of you don't mind, We'll break a bottle of wine. Stick around and maybe we'll put one down, Because I want to find what lies behind those eyes. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold. I rise, looking through my morning eyes, Surprised to find you by my side. Rack my brain to try to remember your name To find the words to tell you good-bye. Morning dues. Newborn day. Midnight blue turned to gray. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold.