• A night with you

    The wind it blows against my hair,

    The night it crys above my head.

    Silence, silence all around,

    Peace and surrenity in my head.

    Life may be a simple song,

    But when I'm with you it has no wrong.

    Alas, but it is soon to end,

    For the breaking of dawn is soon in hands.

    Good bye my kindred spirit,

    It is time for our time together to end.

    For as you can see,

    Morning is upon us.