Queen Of The Winter Night

[narration]

And so back at the hotel

Our angel again arrived

But this time he went up the front steps

Which, of course, led him inside

(it's one of those things that architects

Conveniently decide)

Now hotels are quite like people

No two exactly the same

And this one had such a magical past

The angel found himself quite entertained

The foyer still had an elegance

That the years could not disguise

And the shadows of christmas eves long disappeared

This night, still gently glided by

For in this hotel, here side by side

The past and the present dwelled

And the ghosts who lived here not only lived

They honestly, lived well

The lobby had a steinway piano

That was steeped in memories

And some said duke ellington's fingers

Still lingered on those keys

There was a grand palace ballroom

Where princesses had once waltzed

Whose beauty and sense of style

The newspapers would constantly exhault

The ghosts of rockefellers and vanderbilts

Still met at their christmas eve charity balls

Raising money not for themselves

But raising it for all

(and the sound of their children laughing

Still echoed in these halls)

Now these spirits of course, could not be seen

By any human eyes

But each one smiled at the angel

When they saw him walking by

And these ghosts reminded the angel

How every human waiting to be born,

And every life that had already left

When it was tired out and worn

Were connected by those alive right now

Which gave the living quite a trust,

To pass on what was best and good

Inside of each of us

Now within each guest room he heard many hearts

And behind each heart there was a life

And the angel carefully read them all

With the next hour of that night

When he reached the grand palace ballroom

It was behind closed mahogany doors

And when the angel was passing by it

He could hear music begin once more

It seemed that since this room was built

Musicians did permanently reside

And then the angel did what we all would do

He went to look inside

And there he found such a majestic orchestra

To please all, it would be enough

But then someone plugged a guitar in

And the volume, it crept up

So with a song inspired by mozart's

Famous "queen of the night"

The orchestra added the word, "winter"

And some notes, some fog, some lights

[queen of the winter night]

[instrumental]