How lonely is the night, without a companion
She shares her life with the day, now asleep
Yet whilst she sleeps, he opens half a world
And during her vigil has been unable to peep,
Covered with a blanket, and a different opinion.
With the first sign of day you hear welcome calls
And all forms of life burst forth with joyous sound
That night has done her best to see unfurled.
So some politics would claim the same around
......
All thru the night she can hear beat of her heart
No one to share with what she can yet just feel
In the middle of the night you can hear her cry
His betrayal hurts her like daggers of steel
Probing her his love wasn't true from the start.
In the silent of night she feels round the cold
Like mad driven horses her thoughts can't seem stop
Some dreams reduced to ashes now dead on floor.
She's now aware that his love was false a flop.
The coldness of his heart only makes hers scowl.
......
All thru the night she can hear beat of her heart
No one to share with what she can yet just feel
In the middle of the night you can hear her cry
His betrayal hurts her like daggers of steel
Probing her his love wasn't true from the start.
In the silent of night she feels round the cold
Like mad driven horses her thoughts can't seem stop
Some dreams reduced to ashes now dead on floor.
She's now aware that his love was false a flop.
The coldness of his heart only makes hers scowl.
......
How lonely is the night, without a companion
She shares her life with the day, now asleep
Yet whilst she sleeps, he opens half a world
And during her vigil has been unable to peep,
Covered with a blanket, and a different opinion.
With the first sign of day you hear welcome calls
And all forms of life burst forth with joyous sound
That night has done her best to see unfurled.
So some politics would claim the same around
......