Night Of The Long Grass

The Troggs

Composição de: Reg Presley
I walk along 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 through my 
hair.
With lips apart, I thought that you were going to call my 
name,
instead the kiss that followed was enough to knock my 
brain.
Night of the long grass, night of the long grass.
I'm plainly 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 along 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 ...
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