Sultry Groove

(hummmm) (mmmmm) Midnight shadows on the hardwood floor

I don't think about the past anymore

Your coffee cup is sitting by the grate Steam is rising but

it's

getting late

And I know that

we

tried To keep the rhythm

of the

tide

But we got lost in the blue of the tune

Chasing the light of a paper-white moon

Now the saxophones play our final goodbye

And the rain starts to

wash out the sky

Leftover records spinning slow and sweet

Raindrops tapping on the empty street

You always loved the way the brass would bend

I never thought

we'd reach the final end

But we got lost in the blue of the tune

Chasing the light of a paper-white moon

Now the saxophones play our final goodbye

And the rain starts to wash out the sky

Lost in the blue

Just me and you (ahhhh)