Shared a spoon under the stars
Melted fast in your old car
You laughed, “It’s dripping down your sleeve”
But I didn’t really want to leave
Your face was glowing in the light
Of that cheap gas station night
Under the ice cream moon
Too early to say it’s soon
But too sweet to call it nothing
Even silence had a rhythm
You looked like a maybe kiss
In a moment I couldn’t miss
Soft and slightly out of tune
Under the ice cream moon
Bit the cone and caught your eye
You looked away and scratched a lie
“Hot tonight, huh?” was all you said
But your cheeks were turning red
The radio played some distant tune
But we just hummed under that moon
Under the ice cream moon
Our sneakers sticking to the June
The streetlamp buzzed, a mosquito spun
You said “This night’s the perfect one”
I smiled like I already knew
But I was scared to ask for you
So I stayed inside the tune
Of that ice cream moon
Later I wrote your name in air
Just to see if I would dare
Under the ice cream moon
Not a promise, not a swoon
But a night I’d play again
When I need to feel like then
Your hand, not quite touching mine
But the chill still felt divine
Soft like a summer cartoon
Under the ice cream moon