Whenever she comes around I dance to the midnight sound Underneath the blackened sky The forest in her eyes
. . . . Whenever she comes around I dance to the midnight sound Underneath the blackened sky The forest in her eyes While the city sleeps The wind stays on her feet
Underneath the blackened sky
The forest in her eyes . . . . Whenever she comes around I dance to the midnight sound Underneath the blackened sky The forest in her eyes While the city sleeps The wind stays on her feet Underneath the blackened sky The forest in her eyes . . . .