Blue Night - Mike Oldfield

To the whole room, her eyes are numb

As she reads from a true love story.

From the pages of a book, her lover comes.

Her heart bleeds, it’s a true love story.

Misty shape in the window by her bed,

Dreaming on what she’s read.

Hero takes her hand and leads her through.

Who knows what this night will do?

Only in the blue night, he comes to her

Only in the blue night.

That’s when the whole night belongs to her,

Only in the blue night.

I see a dark face by the moon’s glow

As she reads from a true love story.

Beckoning hand scratching at the window.

Her heart bleeds, it’s a true love story.

Misty path and the night is endless.

She could be a queen or a desert princess.

Hero takes her hand and leads her through.

Who knows what this night will do?

Only in the blue night,

Only in the blue night.

That’s when the whole night belongs to her,

Only in the blue night.

She wants to break free

From the cold light of reality.

And as she drifts away,

I hear her voice say, «come away.»

Dark skin glistening by the silver light.

This is the hero come tonight.

And taking her hand, he leads her through.

Who knows what this night will do?

Blue, blue night,

Only in the blue night.

Blue, blue night,

Only in the blue night.

Blue, blue night,

Only in the blue night.

Blue, blue night.