Nyctophilia

Twinkle, twinkle little star. Tell me, what's in a Harry's heart. He sweetens you, he tears you apart. His beauty beguiles billions of girls. His love is sweet, his anger destroys. Lovely laugh - love tranquil as a dove.

Twinkle, twinkle little star. Tell me, what's in a Harry's heart. What a beauty, indeed the finest art. He'll give you love so hard to find. He'll be the only one on your mind. His embrace, his kiss - you won't miss.

Twinkle, twinkle little star. How I used to wonder what you are. He shines like you in the night. In the darkest despair - he's light. He's a mystery, he's a myth. You never know what he comes up with.