evenings hymn conjures the park and now out of the dark in a dream i followed you home the crowds thinned out until we were alone waiting on some street i didnt know when you heard a violin in the night one room away did you wonder that wherever you were one room away he plays with only love he plays with only love so let your hands fall low and turn your face to him the festival is over and the cypresses are bare in the corridor the face of god is smiling when you heard a violin in the night one room away did you wonder that wherever you were one room away how will you ever know the dancer from the dance the dancer from the dance the curtain from the wind the festival is over and the sea is in your eyes on the promenade the old gods are returning when you heard a violin in the night one room away did you wonder that wherever you were one room away  he plays with only love he plays with only love so let your hands fall low and turn your face to him the festival is over and the cypresses are bare in the corridor the face of god is smiling evenings hymn conjures the park and now out of the dark in a dream i followed you home the crowds thinned out until we were alone waiting on some street i didnt know