She lays down her dimestore romance And grabs her pillow for a late night slow dance She'd find love if she just had one small chance Or so she tells the moon
Just cross town he turns off his talk show And asks that silver light outside his window If there's someone for me that you might know Could you please send her soon
Suddenly a falling star lights up the Milky Way And something starts them walking toward The same all night cafe
Oh that's how it starts one clear night two lonely hearts Beating in tune and talking to the moon
[ dobro ] She still reads her dimestore romances And he'll squeeze a talk show in between their late night dances They're believers in fateful circumstances And talking to the moon
Oh that's how it starts... Oh that's how it starts...