She Was There Frank Wildhorn and Nan Knighton (Ft. Douglass Sills)

[PERCY]
So many nights I have stood in the moonlight,
Watching it fade into dawn
Wanting her back with me, warm in the moonlight
Knowing that moment was gone out of mind, out of sight
'til the moon rose tonight

All at once I felt a chill
In a spill of moonlight she was there
Though we both held very still
There was something pulling in the air

When she whispered through the dark
I tried hard to hold my ground
I believed I had a choice
'til the music in her voice
Turned my whole world around

I would like to understand
But the stars and I begin to blur ...
If she never touched my hand
Then what filled me with the feel of her?
In between us stood a wall
In a flash it fell apart!
Is it possible she heard
Ev'ry last unspoken word
Racing out of my heart?