I never cared much for moonlit skies, Never winked back at fireflies, But now that the stars are in your eyes, I'm beginning to see the light. I never went in for afterglow, Candle light on the Mistletoe, But when you turn the lamp down low, I'm beginning to see the light. I used to ramble through the park, Shadow boxing in the dark, Then you came and caused a spark, That's a four-alarm fire now. I never made love by lantern shine, I never saw rainbows in my wine, But now that your lips are burning mine, I'm beginning to see the light.