in the dark of night

You speak to me in the dark of night.
Your soft voice quakes in pale light.
I'm stirred to wake its you I see.
But could we ever lovers be.

What's it like to be held so dear?
By one whose love I've grown to fear.
To risk it all to see love's gains
I wish to act but fear remains.

You speak to me in the dark of night.
Your soft voice quakes in pale light.
It was your touch stirred me to wake.
The dark of night begins to break.

And that embrace I'd long thought gone
Enfolds me now and greets the dawn.
Is this love this night attains
or something else when fear remains.

You speak to me in the dark of night.
Your soft voice quakes in pale light.
I'm stirred to wake its you I see.
But we could never lovers be.