What can I find in the night,
When it holds darkness soft like your velvet skin,
Stars that shine like your laughing eyes,
And rain that falls like your sorrowful tears?
But when I look to the moon, I cannot find love,
I cannot find it there, nor anywhere I seek.
So I must return to you, beloved, to look to your heart.
Only when I am there beside you
Do I find love; do I find happiness; do I find peace.
Even in the night.
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