A young man held her gaze in low light. His eyes only hers in low twilight.
His hands and love laid bare by her table, his voice low
As he to her let
his soul show.
And before he left, with her gentle smile, he let his courage grow.
Watch for me in the blue light. I spurr on to you in the blue night.
The sky is dark and watching, but the snow is glowing blue
I would fight anything
for a kiss from you.
Oh, in the blue night I would love anything, for a kiss from you.
For her, his pale hands red. Pain it brought to the red pale dawn.
She wrapped herself in his sorrow, it stained her hands pale red
She gave him back
all the words he said.
For a kiss from you, I would love the blue night red.
