Nights
In White Satin
Justin
Hayward ~ Moody Blues
Copyright
1967 - Deram Records
Nights in
white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always
missed, with these eyes before,
Just what the truth
is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love
you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.
Gazing at
people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going
through, they can't understand.
Some try to tell
me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want
to be, you will be in the end.
And I love
you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you,
oh how I love you.
Nights in
white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always
missed, with these eyes before,
Just what the truth
is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love
you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you,
oh how I love you.
'Cos I love
you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you,
oh how I love you.
Breathe deep the
gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade
from every room.
Bedsitter people
look back and lament,
Another day's useless
energy spent.
Impassioned lovers
wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries
for love and has none.
New mother picks
up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens
wish they were young.
Cold hearted
orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours
from our sight.
Red is grey and
yellow white,
But we decide which
is right.
And which is an
illusion???