Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
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Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
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Silently the senses abandon their defences
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*Softly*, gently night unfurls its splendor
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Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
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Turn your face away from the garish light of day
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Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light
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And listen to the music of the night
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Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world
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Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
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Let your soul take you where you long to be
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Only then can you belong to me
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Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
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Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation
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Let the dream begin, let your darkest side give in
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To the power of the music that I write
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The power of the music of the night, of the night
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You alone can make my song take flight
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Help me make the music of the night
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The Music Of The Night
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David Cook |