Dreamy afternoon 'neath the summer sun We'd lie by the lake 'til the evening comes
I run my fingers through your sun streaked hair Baby, that's the power of prayer
Summer nights, summer's in the air I stack the tables with the chairs
It's closing time and you're standing there Baby, that's the power of prayer
* It's a fixed game without any rules An empty table on a ship of fools
I'm holding hearts, I play the pair Darling, it's just the power of prayer
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Last call, the bouncer shuts the door "This Magic Moment" drifts across the floor
As Ben E. King's voice fills the air Baby, that's the power of prayer
