When the night moves on
I'm afraid you'll be gone
With no reason or rhyme
So if I borrow
A bit of tomorrow
Is that such a crime?
Why can't we make believe
That the evening has just begun
Close your eyes to the rising sun
And hold me one more time
When the night moves on
I'm afraid you'll be gone
With no reason or rhyme
So if I borrow
A bit of tomorrow
Is that such a crime?
Why can't we make believe
That the evening has just begun
Close your eyes to the rising sun
And hold me one more time