The current gets stronger at night
But you’ve never seen it, have you?
How a cold cantankerous heart
Turns to snowflakes before the venue.
The current gets stronger at night.
The new moon appears at sunrise.
I’ll surprise you each day If you’d like
Though, I’ve never liked surprises.
The current gets stronger at night.
Devotion is frail and alarming
But when you lay your arms on mine
I’m left with no choice, darling.
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