While the Night Goes By

© Words and music by Ray Scudero. All rights reserved.

I’ve sown my share of wild oats and I’ve raised my share of Cain,
Been footloose enough and fancy-free.
I’ve been here and there and far and wide and drifted with the tide,
Trying to learn what loving means to me.

Chorus:

Now like a tree wraps its arms around the sky,
Like a wind kisses flowers in the field,
Like the sun warms the water in a lake in a mountain high,
I want to hold you, love you, keep you warm while the night goes by.

You’re the sweetest heart I’ve ever read in someone’s eyes,
Like a princess in a child’s lullaby.
The most peaceful love I’ve ever known has touched my path in life,
And sets my spirit singing to the sky.

And like a tree wraps its arms around the sky,
Like a wind kisses flowers in the field,
Like the sun warms the water in a lake in a mountain high,
I want to hold you, love you, keep you warm while the night goes by.

(Repeat last chorus)




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