Strangers In the Night
Strangers in the night exchanging glances
The Mischievite loves to sleep in our bed. I don't mind so much, Ralexwin does.
Wond'ring in the night
Last night I woke to two sounds.
What were the chances. . .
The gentle pleading cries of Remewin wanting to eat and the tap, tap, tap of the Mischievite knocking on our bedroom door.
Strangers in the night, two lonely people
When I opened the door the Mischievite walked past me as if he had all the right in the world to be in our room. I chuckled and went to get Remewin.
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Ralexwin decided against having our night-time bed buddy and picked up the Mischievite. We passed each other in the doorway. Ralexwin heading out with one child, me going in with another.
Love was just a glance. . .
The Mischievite was furious. He screamed and sobbed and wailed for his "MOOOOOMMMMMY!"
Strangers in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
We were strangers in the night
I layed in my bed nursing Remewin. Ralexwin layed in the Mischievites trying to calm him.
Wond'ring in the night
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through.
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through.
It was 3AM.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance
Love was just a glance
Just before I fell back to sleep I started humming a Frank Sinatra song I knew.
Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Strangers in the night. . .What were the chances
We were strangers in the night.
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