Intro Joshua. If there is a God of Music. I want to give you a hug of gratitude. Hey, ho. Ooh, no. Hey, ho. Verse 1 DK, Hoshi, Vernon, S. Coups. A universal language. Different alphabets, but no
, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night. . Close you eyes and surrender to your
, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your
Nobody saw him running from sixteenth avenue. They never found the fingerprint or the weapon that was used. But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul. They got away with murder
Bài hát Music Of The Night - Paul Potts. Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night unfurls