Nothing feels good at night
When the wind is no longer stirring leaves
Or telling stories of love
When silence is the sound of the world
At the hours of the wolf
Birds falling asleep cuddled together
Everything felt better at night
When at the stillnes of the world
You whispered I, L, You
Everything felt better at night
At the hour of the swan
Your eyes , twin pools of light
Everything felt better at night
Your smell, my smell becoming entwined
Everything should feel better at night
When morning is just a painful memory
And your smell lost to the wind
Everything should feel better at night
When city lights drown the light of your eyes
And my heart cries embers
But, It doesn't
Nothing feels good at night now
