How sweet the night
How sweet the night
Fills my mind with images
Of you and keep me awake
In its dying hours
As this feeling you refuse to take
Comes back to life
And revive the dream I once
Or twice had about you
How sweet the night
Paints your face so bright
Among the stars and keep me awake
In its dying hours
As this feeling you refuse to take
Comes back to life
And revive the dream I once
Or twice had about you
How sweet the night
In the warmth of tears
Which slither across my face
Dissolve away the disappointment
And the pain of your rejection
And keep me awake
In its dying hours
As this feeling you refuse to take
Comes back to life
And revive the dream I once
Or twice had about you
How sweet
How sweet
How sweet the night
Fills my mind with images
of you and keep me awake
In its dying hours
Copyright © Bojosi Ditshwele | Year Posted 2012
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