When the clock strikes twelve, my heart takes flight, Through smoky halls and the silver light. Each footstep whispers a sultry vow, Oh, dance with me here and forget the how. It’s the flutter of hands, the sway of a tune, A kiss on the cheek by the glow of the moon. Let’s spin through the stars 'til the night turns blue, Oh, midnight’s a tango, and I’ll waltz it with you. There’s a melody weaving through satin air, Drawing hearts together, soft and rare. Your shadow waltzes, so sleek and sly, Oh, promise me moonlight ‘til dawn bids goodbye. Oh the saxophone sighs, and the candles gleam, Our love's a rhythm, a lilting dream. Every glance a stanza, every touch a rhyme, Together we’ll write this fleeting prime. It’s the flutter of hands, the sway of a tune, A kiss on the cheek by the glow of the moon. Let’s spin through the stars 'til the night turns blue, Oh, midnight’s a tango, and I’ll waltz it with you. But the dawn comes cruel, with its jealous plight, Stealing the echo of our starry night. Yet as the world wakes, our hearts still hum, For this tango with midnight has only begun.