The Night Is Young


We move in silhouettes, loved in candlelight
Can’t you feel the night is young
Come dance with the ghost, step in through my door
Don’t you know the night is young
In the city lights, a pale reflection’s calling
How we love the night so young

Hanging from horizons eyes see the faces crystalline
Trace your foot steps, follow through, down on the ground and kiss those black lips
Back upon you, waiting on
Sound of heartbeats, breathing’s drawn
Tasting your temptation, my dark embraces revelation

Up above the skyline hightime, look across the evenings cries
So many empty hearts just wasting time they don’t have left to kill
The moonlight guides the darkness near, to a place where desire waits
In cold anticipation, the Devil lays down your salvation

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