Because The Night by Jan Wayne
Artist: Jan Wayne
Album: N/A
Jan Wayne N/A Because The Night
Take me now, baby, here as I am
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed
Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel when I’m in your hand
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now
The way I feel when I’m in your hand
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Jan Wayne is gonna move ya!
Have I doubt when I'm alone
Love is a ring on the telephone
Love is an angel, disguised as lust
Here in our bed 'til the morning comes
Love is a ring on the telephone
Love is an angel, disguised as lust
Here in our bed 'til the morning comes
Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand, and the sun distance
They can't touch you now
Can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand, and the sun distance
They can't touch you now
Can't hurt you now
Can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Take me now, baby, here as I am
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed
Author: Jan Wayne
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed