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Instrumental solo
Instrumental solo
The moon light
dances on the stream A fleeting
vision like a dream
The night is alive,
quiet praise A
thousand
whispers fill the space
Waves of night crash at my feet In the silence my heart beats
The
river's song calls out to me In the shadows I long to be free
Thoughts drift like the evening tide In the quiet I can't hide
The night is alive,
quiet praise A thousand whispers fill the space
Waves of night crash at my feet
In the silence my heart beats
A fleeting wish in
silence sung In the night where I belong