In the middle of the night,
When the moon shines bright,
Holding you ever so tight,
With all my strength and might.
Don’t want to leave you aside,
Don’t want to close my eyes,
Just want to feel you close,
Feel your heart secure to mine.
My arms fix onto you,
Like mold and clay,
Embrace you and scent your hair,
That is what every night should be.
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