Sounds Of The Night

SOUNDS OF THE NIGHT - Written by Carroll Bryant

The purity of your life coincides with the look in your 

Eyes

Once upon a time I was a sinner but now I am just like you

Alive

The honesty of your touch moves me so very much like a winner or at least that I 

Try

Now I am just like you and feeling better if not feeling all

Right

Standing in the middle of the room that's spinning, I can sense a cooler 

Breeze

Watching as my shadow takes it upon itself to get mad and then up and

Leave

I stare off into the direction of where I think I could be the one and

Feel

There's no absolution of lost love, and absolutely nothing is for sale or for

Real

There's only mysteries

There's only insecurities 

There's only the sounds of the night

The sincerity of your words are written where they can't be revealed or even

Heard

I am one who listens to the sounds of the night just like another mocking

Bird
I live without my religions and consolation comes as some sort of a
Surprise
My limits spark a contest where you can watch when closing hour soon
Arrives

There's only mysteries

There's only insecurities 

There's only the sounds of the night

This is what it all comes down to

Looking eye to eye

There's just me and you

What is there even left for us to do?

There's nothing left to prove

There's just me and baby, there's just you

The purity of your life coincides with the look in your 

Eyes

Once upon a time I was a sinner but now I am just like you

Alive

The honesty of your touch moves me so very much like a winner or at least that I 

Try

Now I am just like you and feeling better if not feeling all

Right

There's only mysteries

There's only insecurities 

There's only the sounds of the night

There's only mysteries

There's only insecurities 

There's only the sounds of the night