Here's to dancing in the moonlight
with the ghosts of our frozen pasts
Going down with the fatal classic
this toast will be our last...
Here's to the dust and cobwebs
that cover this once grand room
We better keep on dancing
for we're dancing towards our doom
Here's to the skeleton band
that played for us all night long
Our heads held high in our last hour
Smiling and nodding to our death song
Here's to the broken hourglass
as it bleeds away life's sand
Just as predicted, one by one,
the glasses slip from our hands
Here's to the forbidden couple
the stars of our last night.
Holding hands, they fall to the floor
the girl in her gown of white.
So here's to dancing in the moonlight
as ghosts of our frozen pasts
We went down to that fatal classic
this toast has been our last...