Something tells me how Her bright blue eyes Are smiling; She turns her head and now When she wants she denies him... - Mike Oldfield

Speak, vision of the night,
Tell me why you haunt me so...
Speak, heaven morning light,
Whisper all my heart would know. Dawn never finds you,
Gone back to where the Shadows dwell...
Speak, my beloved, speak,
tho' you only say farewell!

Thro' many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
'tis grace has brought me
Safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promis'd good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Don't wanna know your name
You're just my lover
Just wanna spend the night
Walking beside you on the water
You look like my lover
But you're words are cold
You say words like him
But thinking has made you grow old.