It's the tenth of January and I still ain't had no sleep   She comes waItzing in the nighttime made of wings   She is dressed up like a bandit with a hundred sparkling rings   Looking for my company to keep      Coming closer to me, she doesn't say a word   In the shadow of the carved rock tower   Where the sounds of the night were the only things we heard   In my darkest hour      She don't want to hear no secrets, she would guarantee me that   She knows there ain't no words that can describe her   With her white silk scarves and her black Spanish hat   She knows there ain't no way I can deny her      Yes, her blue velvet perfume filling up the night   The guards are all asleep that watch the tower   The moon light held her breast as she easily undressed   In my darkest hour      Her father's in his chambers with his friends all gathered around   They are plotting their enemy's demise   With their last detail done, they await the coming sun   While I am staring at my lover's eyes      Her brothers and her sisters are all through for tonight   Pretending that they've just come into power   But she far most of all, knows that they can only fall   In my darkest hour      Hungry wings, their melodies, while my love awakens me   In the midst of the sunburst first light   Her hands are holding up the skies as I hid my opened eyes   Every move just for herself and that's so right      Soon I went along my way with no words that could explain   As she began descending to the tower   Her safety now concerns me, her circumstance to blame   In my darkest hour