Honey, sit out on the porch with me
Let's watch meteors and try to ignore
The fight that's going on next door
Someone's having a party on Patey Street
They're taking the tv outside, must be this heat
When the moon is big and the air feels good
It's suddenly a different kind of neighborhood
Honey, sit out on the porch with me
We'll look at stars while children start fires
In the house opposite ours
They're taking the furniture outside to drink beer
They're turning the stereos up loud so we can all hear
When the moon is big...
Honey, sit out on the porch with me
Lean against my arm and enjoy this calm
And the lonely sound of a car alarm
Everybody's staying up late on our terrace
The big black dogs are barking but the don't scare us
When the moon is big...
Writer(s): Michael Frederick Krol
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