Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice
Warmer than a summer night
But clouds were like a alabaster palace
Rising to a snowing height
Each star its own aura borealis
Suddenly you held me tight
And I could see the midnight sun
I can't explain the silver ring that found
Or was that a moonlight vale
The music of the universe surround me
Or was it that a nightingale
And then your arms miraculously found me
Suddenly the sky turned pale
And I could see the midnight sun
Was there ever such a night
Its a thrill I still don't quite believe
But after you were gone
There was still some stardust on my sleeve
The flame of it may twiddle to remember
And the stars forget to shine
And we may see a meadow in December
I see white and crystal light
But oh my darling ill always remember
When your lips were close to mine
And we saw the midnight sun
The flame of it may twinkle like
An amber in the stars forget to shine
And we may see a meadow in December
I see white and crystal light
But oh my darling ill always remember
When your lips were close to mine
And we saw the midnight sun
We saw the midnight sun
I can see the midnight sun, yeah
What a weekend
Midnight Sun was written by Johnny Mercer & Lionel Hampton & Sonny Burke.
Midnight Sun was produced by George Duke.