Seem as though a harmony
Is hard to find
Always on my mind.
And frustrated days
Pass without sight.
The Edge of Night,
Half dark, half light.
As we watch our hearts
Tryin' to hold a tenderness
That we once had
Halfway glad, and halfway sad.
The Edge of Night,
Half dark, half light.
And do you think we might wake up some day?
And be aware of all the games people play.
Living circles of unendin' strife,
As we look for life.
And nothin's wrong, and nothin's right.
The Edge of Night,
Half dark, half light.
Watchin' all the lonely hearts
Passin' out of sight.
The Edge of Night.

[Copyright © 1976, Procter and Gamble, Productions. Reprinted without permission.]