NIGHT MIST


as rec by Nancy Wilson w Billy May & his Orch  1959


You are like the night mist,
Strange and yet inviting,
Strange and yet exciting
Me so, in your mystic way.

You are like the night mist,
Cold and unassuring,
Why do you keep luring
Me on, making me obey?

Must you always taunt me
With your fascinating charms I know so well?
Must you always haunt me
When I'd rather be alone, out of your spell?

Now your arms enfold me,
Evermore to hold me;
You are like the night mist
And I never will be free!

You are like the night mist
And I never will be free!





(Contributed by Peter Akers - July 2010)