I've always wondered why some of the new boys haven't dug this song up and revived it. You know, fellas like Cornel, Tony Bennett, Billy Eckstine and even the dreamy Neapolitano Dino Martini. It's quite moody. Black moonlight, where everything reflects your color. Darkness that is endless, nights that leave me friendless blue. Black moonlight, you make the lights of Harlem duller. Just like me, you're faded, jaded and degraded too. Why must you sound, ebony moonbeams depressing, distressing. Like shadows of loves that are gone. Where will it end? Will it spread on to the starlight, the sunlight? Darken the promise of dawn. Black moonlight, I've lost all power to resist you. Madly I await you, even though I hate you. Black moonlight.