Sunrise and I see her eyes, though I could color the wine
Eternally break the spell, I try to tell, but I don't

Oh nightingale, oh nightingale
Oh nightingale don't you cry

So sad and my eyes go dead
So red, so empty, so red

You smile I chase my tail
You laugh like hell, but I don't

Oh nightingale, oh nightingale
Oh nightingale don't you cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry

Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale

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Writer(s): Nicholas Lowe