The Night That Would Not End
Throbbing, burning
Splashing, turning
A sound of bells
His voice compels
My legs grow numb
I feel so dumb
The clock’s hand turning
My mind was churning
I may just faint
There’s no restraint
For me to feel
This painless deal
This nervous dove
Knows no “above”
I cannot fight
This endless night
Throbbing, burning
Splashing, turning
A sound of bells
His voice compels
My legs grow numb
I feel so dumb
The clock’s hand turning
My mind was churning
I may just faint
There’s no restraint
For me to feel
This painless deal
This nervous dove
Knows no “above”
I cannot fight
This endless night