Midnight's Song

As Midnight comes around,

she whispers against the wind,

as a sliver of moon

hangs in the sky,

Midnight sings her song in it's light.

Until morning comes,

Midnight's song drifts in the wind,

her voice soft

and haunting,

hovers 'till morning comes.

If you listen closely

as the clock strikes twelve,

you will hear Midnight's

song soft

and haunting..