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