Arrange this night around me
Its shadows and its lights
Turn it into something
Of which poets often write
Add stars and gentle breezes
That shimmer and that play
And just a touch of magic
To sweetly end the day.
Its shadows and its lights
Turn it into something
Of which poets often write
Add stars and gentle breezes
That shimmer and that play
And just a touch of magic
To sweetly end the day.
