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-round Somewhere 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