Dead Of Night.

With skin on skin, and lights flashing through the night she turns inside and and tries not to fight she doesn't dare to breathe, the evening stands still hold on before the moment is killed.
Say goodbye to an old past love the longing is never going to be enough a tightly moulded version takes over now there's a way to get through this but I'm not sure how.
Remembering you in the dead of night watching my darkness turn into light.