Prince of the Night

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Fairy tale

Prince of the Night

We all search the world

For what we can't find

He accepts all you are

He whispers, you're mine

 

With one touch of his lips

You're flying high

Souring through clouds

From him you can't hide

 

One look in his eyes and he will stop time

Pulling you down

He'll make the moon cry

 

He'll sing to you softly

Make the bats fly

He'll make you want him

Then disappear from your sight

 

He'll leave you longing,

For your prince of the night