„Love Lurks And Lives In The Blackest Of Night“ – Promis

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„Love Lurks And Lives In The Blackest Of Night“ from the PROMIS album „Indiscretions“ available internationally at ‪cdbaby.com/cd/promis6, Amazon, ITunes and everywhere else. Music and lyrics by Jose Promis. Produced and arranged by Ian Matthews with Jose Promis. Video directed and filmed by Jose Promis in Paris, France (with a few scenes in Budapest, Hungary). Featured actor Martine Superstar. Additional camerawork by Patte Marc Anthony and Nick Jimenez . Video edited by Ian Matthews. Violin by Albert Romero, flute by Dave Champagne. More info at www.promismusic.com, reverbnation.com/promis, facebook.com/promismusic. c 2013, 2014 jfpmusic.

As a young man I had lofty ideals
I exercised right, I had three square meals
But in so many ways those ways were all shot
And one must believe what before they had not!

One thinks they’ll get married and pop out some brats
But to no one’s surprise that is not where it’s at
For once you dive in you can not swim away
And that finds me saying what I say here today

Love lurks in the strangest of places
In the strangest of bodies, and the strangest of faces
There’s one another thing I have found to be right
Love lurks and lives in the blackest of night

So I moved on and went my merry way
Finding that night offered more than the day
A lot more flavor, colour and spice
And mostly in places you’d never call nice!

Love lurks in the strangest of places
In the strangest of bodies, and the strangest of faces
There’s one another thing I have found to be right
Love lurks and lives in the blackest of nights

In one of those dark nights I peered in to a gutter
And then came face to face with a face unlike no other
I felt this warmth embrace my soul just like a glove
Could it be that in a gutter lies love?

And maybe you’re wondering how does this story end?
I must confess and I can not pretend
That if somehow an ending did somewhere exist
Don’t blow it off, make it end it with a kiss…

Love lurks in the strangest of places
In the strangest of bodies, and the strangest of faces
There’s one another thing I have found to be right
Love lurks and lives in the blackest of nights

Love lurks in the strangest of places
In the strangest of bodies, and the strangest of faces
There’s one another thing I have found to be right
Love hides its face from the blaring daylight
If you’re looking for sunshine then go fly a kite
Cuz love lurks and lives in the blackest of night