The night has a thousand eyes,
The day but one
Yet the light of the bright
World dies
With the dying sun
The mind has a thousand eyes
And the heart but one
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When its love is done
The night has a thousand eyes,
The day but one
Yet the light of the bright
World dies
With the dying sun
The mind has a thousand eyes
And the heart but one
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When its love is done