into the voices of night On the edge oftwilight whispering. Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper. On the edge oftwilight whispering. Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper Elusive time. In limbo active
Heavenly shades of night are falling, it's twilight time. Out of the mist your voice is calling, it is twilight time. When purple colored curtains mark the end of day. I'll hear you, my dear, at
Heavenly shades of night are falling it's twilight time. Out of the mist your voice is calling it's twilight time. When purple colored curtain mark the end of day. Hear you my dear at twilight
frills At the Twilight Hotel. Check your soul at the door. They've got memories to sell. And so much more. In the Twilight Hotel. Price of life still like gold. It's a twilight magic spell. Where
frills At the Twilight Hotel. Check your soul at the door. They've got memories to sell. And so much more. In the Twilight Hotel. Price of life still like gold. It's a twilight magic spell. Where
I wrote your name upon the back of my hands. Slept upon it and I woke up with it. Backwards on my face. Reading forwards to my mirror to my heart Twilight omens in my life. Then I hear your name
without a dime inside. . Twilight girls angels in the night. Want to give their families life. Hope is fading in their eyes. Twilight girls don't give your hearts away. Remember there's a part of you
stay at home. . Just don't put me in the frame upon the mantel. Where memories turn dusty old and grey. Don't leave me alone in the twilight. Twilight is the loneliest time of day . . Never gave a
Theme From "Summer Of '42"- Ray Conniff, The Singers. The summer smiles, the summer knows, . And unashamed, she sheds her clothes. . The summer smoothes the restless sky . And lovingly she warms the