The Deepest of Nights (The Zenith of Couples)

You comb your hair
In the mirror
A woman who looks like you
Reflected in your eyes

Even if the heavens were to shake
And the stars were to break and fall
Our two hands held together like an eternal magnet
The night comes and comes again
The mark of romance

The treasure of the stars
You are the treasure of the stars
As you hold on to the brilliant moonlight
Edging in through the window
Look! You have turnеd off all the lights in the world
The trait of an angеl
Is their heartbreakingly wild suppleness
Make me go crazy again tonight
Onward towards the zenith of the night
To the deepest of nights

Even if the heavens were to shake
And the stars were to break and fall
Our two hands held together like an eternal magnet
The night comes and comes again
The night comes and comes again
The night comes and comes again
The night comes and comes again
The night comes and comes again
The mark of romance