Colm Wilkinson - The Music Of The Night

Night-time sharpens
Heightens each sensation.
Darkness, wakes and stirs imagination.
Silently the senses
abandon their defenses.
Helpless to resist the notes I write,
for I compose the music of the night.

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor.
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender.
Hearing is believing. Music is decieving
Hard as lightening, soft as candlelight.
The day you trust the Music of the night.

Close your eyes for your eyes
below me tell the truth.
And the truth isn't what you want to see.
In the dark it is easy to pretend.
But the truth is what it's all to be.

Softly, deftly music shall caress you,
hear it, feel it,secretly posses you.
Open up your mind,
let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which you
know you cannot fight;
the darkness of the music of the night.

Close your eyes start a journey
through a strange new world.
Leave all thoughts of the
world you knew before.
Close your eyes let the music set you free.
Only then can you belong to me...

Floating, falling; Sweet intoxication,
Touch me, trust me Savor each sensation.
Let the dream begin,
let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write,
The power of the music of the night!

You alone can make my song take flight,
Help me make the music of the night -