In the Night
In the night the moon shines bright
In the night it’s a beautiful sight
The stars are staring down at me
While the wolves are howling gracefully
In the night I start to dream
I’m going to a world were miracles can be
In the night as the wind blows by me
I am hearing things that are coming from my soul.
In the night the moon shines bright
In the night it’s a beautiful sight
The stars are staring down at me
While the wolves are howling gracefully
I enjoy being in the night,
Come with me it’s a beautiful sight.
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