The tide runs low, the air feels right,
Voodoo's dancin' in the pale moonlight.
A voice called out from the ocean's sigh,
Said, "Stay, my love, till the stars run dry."
(oh oh oh)
Moonlight shimmered on the ocean's skin,
She appeared like a secret, drawing me in.
Moved like water, so smooth and slow,
Each step a story I wasn't meant to know.
The moon leaned close, the night stood still,
She smiled and said, "Do you trust your will?"
Voodoo in the moonlight, slow and wild,
(slow and wild)
Her touch was velvet, her eyes beguiled.
(eyes beguiled)
Every breath a prayer, every glance a crime,
(every glance a crime)
I was lost in her rhythm, lost in time.
(lost in time…)
Vu Do in the moonlight, hearts collide,
I gave my soul to the rising tide.
She traced her name where the breakers gleamed,
Said, "Nothing's ever quite what it seems."
Her voice was smoke, her lips were wine,
And her spell felt holy and serpentine.
The drums kept calling, the world fell away,
And the night became a game we'd play.
Voodoo in the moonlight, slow and wild,
(slow and wild)
Her touch was velvet, her eyes beguiled.
(eyes beguiled)
Every breath a prayer, every glance a crime,
(every glance a crime)
I was lost in her rhythm, lost in time.
(lost in time…)
Voodoo in the moonlight, hearts collide,
I gave my soul to the rising tide.
I let the rhythm pull me in,
(pull me in…)
Where the dark begins and the light grows thin.
(light grows thin…)
Her laughter bloomed, the palm trees swayed,
(palm trees swayed…)
Every promise burned — and still, I stayed.
(I stayed…)
No fear, no wrong, no end in sight,
(no end in sight…)
Just voodoo, baby, in the moonlight.
(in the moonlight…)
Voodoo in the moonlight, sweet and wild,
(sweet and wild…)
Her kiss was smoke and wine, her gaze beguiled.
(her gaze beguiled…)
Every touch was thunder, soft and divine,
(soft and divine…)
I was hers in body, soul, and rhyme.
(body, soul, and rhyme…)
Voodoo in the moonlight, she whispered low,
(whispered low…)
"Now you're mine wherever you go."
(wherever you go…)
The drums fell silent, the tide drew near,
But her song still hums when the moon is clear.
And when the sea sighs soft at night,
I still feel that voodoo… in the moonlight.