The moon is low, stars up far above And this is the night to tell you of love Alone we two, a careful glimpse Tonight we will find the trail of our dreams The purple hills that color the west Your face close to mine Our lips are pressed The moon is low, stars up far above And this is the night to tell you of love The moon is low, stars up far above And this is the night to tell you of love Alone we two, a careful glimpse Tonight we will find the trail of our dreams The purple hills that color the west Your face close to mine Our lips are pressed The moon is low, stars up far above And this is the night to tell you of love To tell you of love To tell you of love To tell you of love To tell you of love