By the light of the waning moon,
Under a blueblack sky,
They talked the whole way home,
Of years passed closely by,
They caught only a casual look,
From strangers with things to do,
Only a loveless heart,
Could feel anything less than sure.

That they're still in the mood,
Still in the mood,
After the time had passed,
They were still in the mood.

You'd take the chimes of midnight,
To be the drum of your heart's desire,
And you'd change all you're golden rings,
For one time on the wheel of fire,
So take off your shabby coat,
Let all the leaves fall down,
Leave this stuff till morning,
And then come gently round.

To be still in the mood,
Still in the mood,
When the sun has come up,
We'll be still in the mood.

We're still in the mood,
Still in the mood,
After all this time had passed,
We are still in the mood.

Words and Music - Ricky Ross