There's a place on a blank stretch of road where
Nobody travels and nobody goes
And the desk man says these days 'round here
Well, two young folks could probably up and disappear into
Rustlin' sheets, a sleepy corner room
Into the musty smell
Of wilted flowers and
Lazy afternoon hours
At the Moonlight Motel

Now the pool's filled with empty, eight-foot deep
Got dandelions growin' up through the cracks in the concrete
Chain-link fence half-rusted away
Got a sign says, "Children, be careful how you play"
Your lipstick taste and your whispered secret I promised I'd never tell
A half-drunk beer and your breath in my ear
At the Moonlight Motel

Well then it's bills and kids and kids and bills and the ringing of the bell
'Cross the valley floor through the dusty screen door
Of the Moonlight Motel

Last night I dreamed of you, my lover
And the wind blew through the window and blew off the covers
Of my lonely bed, I woke to something you said
That it's better to have loved, yeah, it's better to have loved
As I drove, there was a chill in the breeze
And leaves tumbled from the sky and fell
Onto a road so black as I backtracked
To the Moonlight Motel

She was boarded up and gone like an old summer song
Nothing but an empty shell
I pulled in and stopped into my old spot

I pulled a bottle of Jack out of a paper bag
Poured one for me and one for you as well
Then it was one more shot poured out onto the parking lot
To the Moonlight Motel

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen