(You have the power
With you every hour
You have the power
With you every hour...)

As the midnight hour approaches
I search for spirits flying
And looking all around me
At an age is a-dying
Where some have discovered joy
But many others still are crying
Because it seems that all along
The teacher has been lying

You've got to know
What the universe will show
You have got to know
What the universe will show
Leading you blind

Children of the darkness
Driven here by the day
Children of the darkness
With a few things to say

You've got to know
What the universe will show
You've got to know
What the universe will show
Leading you blind
Having left it all so far behind
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart
Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Wrapped around the griefs of the ages
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art

Hey hey, look away
Don't fight the right
Of love to stay

People tend to say
Wait till another day
For love to make its touch
But it doesn't matter much
'Cause love will leave its mark
And your heart will play its part
No need to try to plan
The way to play your hand

Love is not a game
Love is not the same
As acting in a play

People seldom feel
That what they feel is real
And feel the need to give an act
But can't deny the fact that...

Love is not a game
Love is not the same
As acting in a play

Hey hey, look away
Don't fight the right
Of love to stay

You've got to know
What the universe will show
And you have got to show
What the universe will know
You have got to know
What the universe will show
You have got to show
What the universe will know
Leading, leading, leading
Leading you blind

As the midnight hour approaches
I search for spirits
Flying