One Last Record Before Dawn

One last record before dawn One last turn around the room One last melody to wander Underneath the fading moon Leave the curtains slightly open Leave the little table light Morning doesn't need to find us For another hour tonight There's a photograph beside me There's a book I never read There's a little line of music That keeps turning in my head Outside every street is empty Every rooftop washed in blue And the record keeps on spinning Like it has nowhere else to do One last record before dawn Let the needle gently fall Let the trumpet sound so distant I can barely hear at all One last record before dawn While the room is warm and low We don't have to say it's over Till the final notes let go Soon the windows will be brighter Soon the trains will start again Someone somewhere will be waking Someone else will close their blinds But for now the lamp is glowing And the night belongs to me With an old forgotten record And a fading melody Don't turn on the morning Don't open the door There's still one little melody I haven't heard before Let it move through the hallway Let it disappear Until I can't remember If the music's far or near One last record before dawn Let it turn a little more Let the music keep on drifting Through the half-forgotten door One last record before dawn While the moon is hanging low When the final note is over Then I'll finally let it go