Sharing stories and the joy of laughter
The city sleeps
And the sight of your eyes
Underneath the moonlight is what I'm after
The night is full
Nothing is seems more bright
But smile my dear
Prove me wrong
We walk over this familiar bridge
Still waters underneath
Only to be moved
By the gentle breeze
It catches your hair
And like a thief I'm caught
I tried to make off with a kiss but you pull away
No one sees
The city still sleeps
We walk to this familiar door
We think so much
And say so little
Dare I move closer?
We stare at each other but neither moving forward
It's now or never
Before I can even decide
One finger decides for me
All that you say
The only thing that rings in my heart to this day,
"The city is still asleep..."
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