Steve Barakatt - A Thief In The Night

hiding in your midnight garden
crushed blossom under my feet
but the scent of bougainvillea
is like the smell of deceit

i wait to meet in velvet darkness
i smell the sweet on my skin
stare at the lighted windows
that's where you sleep next to him

and the darkness fills my heart
and meanness in my soul
then your footsteps approach and i know right now is
you are in my arms
your breath is on my breath
and the feeling's so strong
but we both know that
we're just doing wrong

and it used to feel right
we used to feel alive
now we're sneaking off to hide out od sight
and going out of our minds
concealing a lie
way do i find that i'm cheated?
wind up creeping like a thief in the night

so deep in double dealing
where does dishonesty end?
each day i have to meet him
while i'm alone in my car
driving home, i wonder who's been hurt so far?
cos i know who i despise
no more false compromise
all along admit it we are in the wrong but

it used to feel right
we used to feel alive
no we're sneaking off to hide out of sight
and going out of our mind
concealing a lie
yes i wonder who i'm cheating
when i sneak off like a thief in the night