When The Night Comes

When The Night Comes  -  By Paul McCann

Words are like shadows on the walls of silent rooms . 
Woman is the comfort that night times consumes 
and she closes in when the night comes . 

When my white washed windows are weeping down with rain 
and when my woman’s left me again 
then my comfort is gone when the night comes .

Beware when the night comes 
for love falls like echoes in lonely hearts 
but my woman keeps me from disappearing 
into the echoes , when the night comes .

People are just like walls, they close in on you .
 I need to find my woman who has a love so true, 
to give me comfort when the night comes .

Beware when the night comes 
for love falls like echoes in lonely hearts 
but my woman keeps me from disappearing 
into the echoes , when the night comes .
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