The Fiddle Plays

There's a cool breeze blowing through those cypress trees tonight Watch the embers glowing in our campfire light I hear a melody, reminds me of you As a cricket calls out to its mate, and the fiddle plays No crowded highways, sirens screaming in the night The stars above us are the only crowd in sight They're all looking down from their balcony views And a twinkle turns into a gaze when the fiddle plays Let's take a walk down to the river, and lose our clothes along the way Splash around in the water until the naked light of day There's no need for words when I hold you in my arms 'Cause I know just what your gonna say when the fiddle plays