This night is such a lonely one, And I am so afraid, Once your love I had won, Once my love you betrayed. When the darkness comes, It's your hand I take, For you bring the fun, That only you can make. Circles going round and round, Upon a game we play, It's the love we have found, That brightens up our day. This night is such a lonely one, And I am so afraid, For life might be no fun, If you had never played.
By Mystalia
© 1997 mystalia@sbcglobal.net
Ya'll come back, now ya hear!