Night

Oh, the night is full of miracles And silvered with cold High up on a hill the rest submit to sleep And we are alone Can't you see the path that I've chosen? Won't you hold my hand until it's over and love has created? There was a cool wind There was a sharp sting But you held your courage What did the stars sing The night that I looked at you The night that I looked at you It was more than my heart could do The night when I looked at I folded you in a prayer with words so fine How could you refuse? My tears, they fell like diamonds in the light The wind was so cruel But I can see the kindness that burns in you I regard the way that you hold me as wonderful, magical There was a cool wind There was a sharp sting But you held your courage What did the stars sing The night when I looked at you The night when I looked at you It was more than my heart could do The night when I looked at --- Night - Corinne Bailey Rae