It’s one of those nights
Those nights I still believe
I hear the distant flapping wings
See the faces in the shadows
It’s just one of those nights
My innocence may be behind me
But it whispers to me still
Calling me back to that world
When fantasy was so alive
When my imagination walked the night
I can hear the whispers in the trees
Almost see the flapping wings
Oh to be in that world again
To feel the night
To feel its promise
Forget the stress of today
Forget the truth that plagues my life
Remember what it was
To know reality
Within the fantasy
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