Their shadows danced closer, on the honky-tonk walls
As the band plays the last verse, to that goin' home waltz
And they'll start to peril, 'neath the parking lot moon
And some cars and a pickup, won't be picked up till noon

Somewhere between midnight and daylight
It's an after hours merry-go-roundSomewhere between midnight and daylight
There's a whole lot, of love lost and found
I wish I could say now, that I've learned it all
From my observations, as a fly on the wall
But if lonesome's a crime oh, I'm guilty as sin
'Cause tomorrow I'll pickup, my ol' pickup again
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
It's an after hours merry-go-round
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
There's a whole lot, of love lost and found
There's a whole lot, of love lost and found