Nightime کے بول

I watch the lamplight shine, like the halo in the night, Gathering moths with each hour, Flying... Sometimes a car goes by, shatt'ring the still of the night, Head lamps flash on my wall, Shadows... There hangs a silver cloud, crickets call from their crowd, Moon shows its naked form, Beaming... Sometimes a car goes by, shatt'ring the still of the night, Head lamps flash on my wall, Shadows...