Will Downing Follow

It's not the pale moon that delights me
That thrills and excites me, no, no
It's just the nearness of you

It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings the sensation, no, no, no, no, no
It's just the nearness of you

And when you're in my arms
And I hold you so close to me
All my wildest, my, my wildest dreams
They come true

I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you'll, would only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you

And when you're in my arms
And I hold you so close to me
All my, my wildest, my, my wildest dreams
They come, they come true

I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you'll, you would only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you

The nearness, the nearness
The nearness, the nearness of you