IT´S DARK ON OBSERVATORY HILL

It’s dark on Observatory Hill

Come on, let’s pretend we’re Jack and Jill

We’ll stroll to the hilltop where college sweethearts go

And look at the lights on the campus down below

We’ll learn what astronomy is for

We’ll learn what the stars can have in store

We’ll know in advance, the moon may mean romance

When it’s dark on Observatory Hill.

 

And, I’d like to recite you a poem that I wrote

It tells why I think you’re wonderful

It’s wonderful!

It tells of a bar where you can hear a sweet guitar

While voices are harmonized.

 

We don’t have to know arithmetic

To figure why you and I would click

My heart tells me this

Your lips were meant to kiss

When it’s dark on Observatory Hill.

 

It’s dark on Observatory Hill

Come on, let’s pretend we’re Jack and Jill.

My heart tells me this

Your lips were meant to kiss

When it’s dark on Observatory Hill.

It’s dark on Observatory Hill.

It’s dark on Observatory Hill.