Twilight, twilight,
let the twilight embrace you and the world,
oh let it draw your face.
And the trees will bend,
we all do in the end.
Don´t you say again how lucky I am.

I guess it´s not up to me but
I want to be someone new and
all the cops of New York City
know me better than I already do.

We played the chords we knew,
the ones we remembered,
but it was the best song we´ve ever heard.
Oh the moon was full,
it was starting to snow, and
I wish you said “I don´t want you to go”.

I guess it´s not up to me but
I want to be someone new and
all the cops of New York City
know better than I already do.