There's majic at night
When it is cold
And no one is around
I can stare at your pretty face,
then i'll close my eyes..
because tommorow you'll be with someone else
Fooloing around,
Make a living with their purse.
Guess you'll never change
And so am i..
I was sharpened to cut you.
That lips shiever of you,
tells me of that same night
when i made that girl a lady.
Guess we'll meet again next night
Because dreamers dream at night.
