I pen this song down
through my window I see the world
in
front of my house a streetlamp starts to
mumble
what a special night
I
hear a knockin' at my door
I notice a
giggle form outside
but when I open there
is nothing at all
what a special night
Sometimes I think the world is just a
great delusion
I know there's nothing wrong
if you would just believe in
So take the
time and turn it back to the beginnin'
Open
your eyes and you will see again
I
see the silvermoon is speaking
and clouds
are painting on the sky
it seems that
mountains talk to rivers like they're friends
what a special night
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