Clemence - Bewitching

Bewitching is the night
In which you come and go
A phantom out of sight
A footprint in the snow
You leave such an impression
I almost heat your heart
No nightmare haunts me now
My head leans on a star
This dream is like a prayer
My saulour, are you there?

Bewitching is your stare
With eyes of smoky grey
You murmur like you care
And blow my cares away
Oh slumber, keep me with you
As long as you can bear
I long to keep him close
Before the break of day
This dream is like a prayer
So fleeting and so rare

Bewitching are your arms
That shield us from the day
A victim of your charms
My defence falls away
The light will kill your shadow
The day will have its say
But love will soldier on
Beside me, you will stay