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Emma Ruth Rundle

Night

 

Night


It's getting late, it's getting dark
In the end of the night, I can feel your warmth
Come up close, close to me
'Cause in the end of the night, I can feel you breathe

Don't be afraid, don't be alarmed
In the end of the night, you're in my arms
I'm on my bed, my bed of stones
But in the end of the night, we'll rest our bones

So don't you worry, just rest your head
In the end of night, we'll be together again
You don't need to worry, I'll make your bed
In the end of the night, I will hold your hand

So come close, close to me
I'll come close, close to you
In the end of the night
When all we have is two

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