Lyrics
When the night comes where you play don't feel anxious
May your eyes serve you well tender, cruel Mistress
I would hate to have to see you leave this place behind
But I don't think stopping will help me anyway
When the night comes where you play don't feel anxious
May your eyes serve you well tender, cruel Mistress
I would hate to have to see you leave this place behind
But I don't think stopping will help me anyway