Oh these winter nights, they do wonderful things to you
Oh this magic in the air, it takes thee to a whole new world
And these winds, they whisper so many tales in your ears as they pass
Of union, betrayal, joy, despair, longing…
Of pairs of feet walking these streets, silently, hand in hand. Surrendering.
Oh this pitch blackness of the night, revealing and concealing
The smell from the coffee and the ashes from the cigarettes!
And then the story between you and me, folding and unfolding
The spark, the conversations, the ignited light…
A sudden joy has filled my soul, a sudden excitement has replaced the fear. Is it the wind or the blues or the whole concept of knowing you?