TROGGS - NIGHT OF THE LONG GRASS
(R. Presley)
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I walk alone in dreams
I cannot feel I cannot see
The only thing I know is that you're only real to me
I see your hair hang down around your shoulders and your collar
I lean your head upon a pillow made of leaves and straw

Night of the long grass
Night of the long grass

The night was warm the moon was bright
Your perfume filled the air
As I looked down on you
You ran your fingers thru my hair
With lips apart I thought that you were going to call my name
Instead the kiss that followed was enough to melt my brain

Night of the long grass
Night of the long grass

I'm only left with misty dreams, they're in my mind
My life was shattered on that night that you were mine
And now there's nothing left
Except the memory or is it misery
Of how things used to be

Night of the long grass
Night of the long grass

I walk alone in dreams
I cannot feel, I cannot see
The only thing I know is that you're only real to me
I see your hair hang down around your shoulders and your collar
I lean your head upon a pillow made of leaves and straw

Night of the long grass
Night of the long grass

Night of the long grass
Night of the long grass