In the still of the night As I gaze out of my window At the moon in it's flight My thoughts all stray, stray to you While the world lies in slumber Oh the times without number When I say to you Do you love me Just like I love you

I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger When it was

All rise, Eyes bow, Time feels like a midnight ride, Finality waits outside, Weeping in perplexity's arms, The unsettled mind is at times an ally, Leaving the senses to fend for them selves, Caressing our smiles inside, The National debt is at times an

Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms

(How we did it mayne, sweet sweet sugar cane) Trappin hard with the yay all times of the night All times of the night, all times of the night Charms 'em with some all of that and all of this (ay look at this) Empty the bottle nigga let the Dom drip

The blade of my knife Faced away from your heart Those last few nights It turned and sliced you apart This love that I tell Now feels lonely as hell From this padded prison cell So many times I said You'd only be mine

Til I remember lending softer ears to my lungs And maybe if I hold you now, would you hold me now? Sometimes it ends too soon We're getting older too Night falls We're covered over now We're getting older And I don't want to sleep

Go somewhere we're needed Find somewhere to grow When the color of the night Gives way to shaky movements Improvisational skills Let's swear that we will Get with the times In a current health to stay Get life day to day

Stone in love Those summer nights are callin' Can't help myself, I'm fallin' Burnin' love comes once in a lifetime Those crazy nights, I do remember in my youth I do recall, those were the best times, most of all In the heat with a blue-jean girl She

Do we have to fight again I just want to go to sleep Turn out the light But you want to carry grudges Nine times out of ten I see the storm approaching Long before the rain starts falling Does it have to be the old thing