We slipped into the room I sometimes borrowed for just such an occasion
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I dimmed the lights to set the mood and turned the music soft for making love
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I went about the usual things like assuring her that she was still a lady
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But deep inside I knew that it was passion that I was thinking of
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Then somewhere around midnight with her in my arms
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A feeling took hold of me I had no warning of
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Somewhere around midnight with unspoken words
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I began to feel passion slip into love
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Suddenly I found myself whispering these words to her I love you
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The future was racin' through my head as I made plans of things that we would do
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The tightness of her arms was her answer to my only question
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Did she feel the same as I and forever would her love for me be true
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Yes somewhere around midnight...
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Somewhere Around Midnight
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| George Morgan |
