Late Night Talking (Bardcore - Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by Harry Styles

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Song Lyrics
Naught hath been quite the same of late,
A mist doth linger on the horizon, my sweet,
'Tis but a few days passed,
And already thy absence weigheth heavy, yea.

When naught seemeth to go as planned,
Thou stumblest or damageth thy looking glass,
I shall endeavour with all my might,
To ease thy burden.

If sorrow doth cloud thy heart,
My sole desire is to bring thee joy, my beloved,
Oh, how I wish I were near,
To be the cause of thy happiness, my dearest.

In the still of the night, we've spent hours in converse,
Discussing all under the moon 'til the break of dawn,
Now thou art part of my world,
Thy image ever in my thoughts, unshakable.

Never was I fond of shifting tides,
Yet I'd trail thee to any corner of the Earth,
Be it the grand halls of Hollywood or the streets of Bishopsgate,
I shall follow.

If gloom doth weigh upon thee,
I yearn but to bring thee cheer, my love,
How I wish I were by thy side,
To be the cause of thy mirth, my dearest.

Through the night, our words have danced,
Speaking of whatever thy heart desires 'til morn's light,
Now that thou art part of my life,
Thine image is etched in my mind, unceasing.

Thou art ever in my thoughts,
Thou art ever in my thoughts (thou art ever in my thoughts),
I shan't even attempt (I shan't even attempt),
To dispel thee from my mind (to dispel thee from my mind).

Through the night, our words have danced,
Speaking of whatever thy heart desires 'til morn's light,
Now that thou art part of my life,
Thine image is etched in my mind, unceasing.

Thou art ever in my thoughts (through the night, our words have danced),
Thou art ever in my thoughts (through the night, our words have danced),
I shan't even attempt (through the night, our words have danced),
To dispel thee from my thoughts.
Through the night, our words have danced.