Strangers in the Night
lamps, Up the steps a couple walked hand in hand embracing under the street lamp, The old man stood tall next to the candlelit cellar playing his guitar music was mellow “strangers in the night” how appropriate, may be not so for the lovers a women in the nearby court yard peeped from the open window Half pass eleven it’s time to head back… Farewell to the old bohemia…. oh how lovely it had
