The Night - Will Driving West

Oh, my dear

I’ve known you for a very long time

Oh, my dear

I think I’ve loved you for a very long time

Stay the night

I think I’d like you to be my guest

Stay the night

And maybe we can find some rest

We could talk until the bright, white morning light

And I might walk the thousand steps to your lips

My dear

I must admit

I thought I was immune to you

I think I’m starting to get it

Why they all fell for you

I must have been blind

Not to see you, shining moon

If you’re inclined

Tonight you’ll sleep in my spoon

We could talk until the bright, white morning light

And I might walk the thousand steps to your lips

My dear