The night is the light
that shines through the dark.
The place where we can
hide but be found again with a spark
A place where love flies,
and people hold hands.
Where a baby may cry,
and their mother will take stand.
A place where everyone giggles,
and everyone run.
Where everyone wiggles,
thinking of the morning to come.
that shines through the dark.
The place where we can
hide but be found again with a spark
A place where love flies,
and people hold hands.
Where a baby may cry,
and their mother will take stand.
A place where everyone giggles,
and everyone run.
Where everyone wiggles,
thinking of the morning to come.


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