The Night Poets

The night poets
They cry
They drop a tear for each word
The night poets
They lie
They kiss a woman for every word
I'm dying for something
That I lost in you
I'm locked in this feeling
In my hotel room
You're like my ocean view
In the falling afternoon
Born villain, you're vibrant
All the other men want
To be like you
The southern winds
Island lights
I think of you all the time
The streets are full of
Bad guys
Bohemian type lover-like
But there's magic in something
That I locked in you
I'm lost in this feeling
Dancing in my room
You're like my ocean view
In the falling afternoon
Born in art, you're vibrant
You know I just wanted
To be with you
The night poets
The night poets they cry
The night poets
The night poets they lie
In the falling afternoon
Read your lines, revive me
Read my eyes, delight me
But where are you