A Voice in the Wilderness: Nights in White Satin

A Voice in the Wilderness

As nightfall does not come at once, neither does oppression. In both instances, there's a twilight where everything remains seemingly unchanged, and it is in such twilight that we must be aware of change in the air, however slight, lest we become unwitting victims of the darkness. -- William O. Douglas

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Nights in White Satin - Moody Blues

Nights in White Satin
Moody Blues

Nights in white satin
never reaching the end.
Letters I've written
never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed
with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore

'Cause I love you,
yes I love you,
oh, how I love you.

Gazing at people
some hand in hand
just what I'm going though
they can't understand.

Some try to tell me
thoughts they cannot defend
just what you want to be
you'll be in the end.

And I love you,
yes I love you,
oh, how I love you.

Nights in white satin
never reaching the end.
Letters I've written
never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed
with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore