The party's over now, the dawn is drawing very nigh, The candles gutter, the starlight leaves the sky; It's time for little boys and girls to hurry home to bed, For there's a new day waiting just ahead. Life is sweet, But time is fleet beneath the magic of the moon. Dancing time May seem sublime, But it ended all too soon. The thrill has gone, To linger on Would spoil it anyhow; Let's creep away >From the day, For the party's over now. Night is over, dawn is breaking, Everywhere the town is waking, Just as we are on our way to sleep. Lovers meet and dance a little, Snatching from romance a little Souvenir of happiness to keep. The music of an hour ago Was just a sort of "Let's pretend!", The melodies that charmed us so At last are ended. The party's over now, the dawn is drawing very nigh, The candles gutter, the starlight leaves the sky; It's time for little boys and girls to hurry home to bed, For there's a new day waiting just ahead. Life is sweet, But time is fleet beneath the magic of the moon. Dancing time May seem sublime, But it ended all too soon. The thrill has gone, To linger on Would spoil it anyhow; Let's creep away >From the day, For the party's over now. (Contributed by Peter Akers - April 2009)