Michael Night-time sharpens, Heightens each sensation . . . Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses Helpless to resist the notes I write For I composed the music of the night!
Barbra Slowly, gently Night unfurls it's splendor. Grasp it, sense it tremulous and tender.
Both Hearing is believing, music is deceiving, Hard as lightning, soft as candle light,
Michael There you trust the music of the night...
Barbra Close your eyes, For your eyes will only tell the truth,
Both And the truth isn't what you want to see. In the dark it is easy to pretend That the truth is what it ought to be...
Michael Softly,
Barbra Deafening,
Both Music shall caress you.
Barbra Hear it,
Michael Feel it,
Both 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 and let music set you free!
Only then can you belong to me...
Floating (floating), falling (falling) Sweet intoxication! Touch me (touch me), trust me (trust me) Savour 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!
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