comes now the night of my life
a very dark night
the sound of the cat
looking for a mate
someone in heat
the dogs howl in the middle
of the road some footsteps
coming to the house
by the window
i show my sorrow
i talk about tomorrow
to the moon that somehow
pretends to listen
on the other hand you may be right
i pretend the moon is here
comes now the darkest night
how can a moon be a reality?
how can you be here with me?
to survive please understand
lying to myself is much fun
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