The night's come to an end. Everyone save for a few people have gone home. The place is dim and has foggy windows. It's just you and the girl you've spent the evening with. You might be standing out by the door, or sitting in a booth. Maybe it's snowing or raining outside. Either way your faces are growing closer, then you pause, silent, just looking at one another. The kiss is as inevitable as the morning meeting the night.
The night's come to an end. Everyone save for a few people have gone home. The place is dim and has foggy windows. It's just you and the girl you've spent the evening with. You might be standing out by the door, or sitting in a booth. Maybe it's snowing or raining outside. Either way your faces are growing closer, then you pause, silent, just looking at one another. The kiss is as inevitable as the morning meeting the night.
That's what I think the song is about.