Moody Blues - Nights In White Satin (From "Live at Montreux 1991")

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For more info - http://www.eagle-rock.com/artist/6D2642/Moody+Blues The Moody Blues were formed in Birmingham in the early sixties and were immediately successful, going to No.1 with their second single Go Now. As the sixties progressed their music evolved into a more lush, psychedelic sound and with the arrival of Justin Hayward and John Lodge the classic line up came together and produced the masterpiece Days Of Future Passed, which contained their classic hit single Nights In White Satin and Tuesday Afternoon. This propelled the band to a new level of success which they have sustained ever since. Songwriters: Hayward, Justin Nights in white satin, never reaching the end, Letters I've written, never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. 'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you. Gazing at people, some hand in hand, Just what I'm going through they can't understand. Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be, you will be in the end. And I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you. Nights in white satin, never reaching the end, Letters I've written, never meaning to send. Beauty I've always missed, with these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. 'Cos I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you. 'Cos I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you. Breath deep The gathering gloom Watch lights fade From every room Bedsitter people Look back and lament Another day's useless Energy spent Impassioned lovers Wrestle as one Lonely man cries for love And has none New mother picks up And suckles her son Senior citizens Wish they were young Cold hearted orb That rules the night Removes the colours From our sight Red is gray and Yellow white But we decide Which is right And Which is an Illusion

this is my song to my dad, i know we dont get on, i know ive upset you more than any son should do, i know how i have made stupid mistakes and you may never forgive me for what ive done, but i love you dad, oh how i love you hayatimin sarkisi wonderful, great.... i love this song I love the chorus. It reminds me of radio head how to disappear. Wonder if thom listened to moody blues. Darkshadow :) Super!  Neapolitan Chords ftw :P Fringe ftw Este es sin duda uno de los temas que abren las entrañas sin permiso para acomodarse en un rincón del alma y anidar en ella para siempre, estremeciendo en mudo guiño cada vez que se desnuda para poseer.... Don't mention it... :-D adoro e sta musica ajuda-me a recuar no tempo a!nos a fio e voltar a sentir saudade! nice song.... and i love it... Now this is Music. Go get some beers before you listen zeds dead brought me here Trippy Animation Now that you mention it, yes, very clearly. Nobody knows he wrote it because he sold it on the street for drug money. Years before he became a drug addict he advanced in many arts of drawing and writing music. He got addicted to drugs and sold his songs on the street for money. You wont get It. You probably don't believe me. Just like i'm related to the original karate kid and my mom was a famous model who almost auditioned with Michael Jackson in a commercial. So just forget it. Sorry if I may have wasted your time. Fine bass tone Checked on the internet and contrary to saying that your uncle wrote this song, it says that Justin Hayward wrote this song when he was very young.  So, I'm sorry but you are wrong. Your uncle may have dreamed he wrote it! The song was written by Justin Hayward! Montreux is very mixed and not Jazz but it fits. A way of life at the lake with the hills steven fry singing with a tash