Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I've always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say any more
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Gazing at people some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through they can't understand
Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be you will be in the end
And I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I've always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say any more
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you
Breath deep
The gathering gloom
Watch lights fade
From every room
Bedsitter people
Look back and lament
Another day's useless
Energy spent
Impassioned lovers
Wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love
And has none
New mother picks up
And suckles her son
Senior citizens
Wish they were young
Cold hearted orb
That rules the night
Removes the colours
From our sight
Red is gray and
Yellow white
But we decide
Which is right
And
Which is an Illusion
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I've always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say any more
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Gazing at people some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through they can't understand
Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be you will be in the end
And I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I've always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say any more
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you
Breath deep
The gathering gloom
Watch lights fade
From every room
Bedsitter people
Look back and lament
Another day's useless
Energy spent
Impassioned lovers
Wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love
And has none
New mother picks up
And suckles her son
Senior citizens
Wish they were young
Cold hearted orb
That rules the night
Removes the colours
From our sight
Red is gray and
Yellow white
But we decide
Which is right
And
Which is an Illusion
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To me, this song refers to the journey of life that we are all on. While not everyone is a romantic I feel that most of us (human beings) seek love, companionship or at the very least acknowledgement and understanding.
Being a "knight" in white satin is like being a chivalrous night of Old (King Arthurs) time. Seeking a sense of completion from finding and connecting with that fair maiden (soul mate or love.) or current love interest. Psss. Don't worry ladie's I am not leaving you out. A female can be a Knight in White satin.
Anyhow, all of us who have been intwined in a romantic liason know the many corridors, avenues and sometimes dead ends that our minds and thoughts can take us down. We also know what it is like to create illusions on how things are, can be, and should be. If we are lucky (and diligent) we might find someone to share the "illusion" with. Yet, "how long can we share the illusion?" It depends upon the two and many other variables. Family, money life and or whatever factors that the two feel/ar affected by.
In the song he mentions "beauty I have missed with these eyes before." I feel he is refering to what alot of us take for granted or fail to see. It sounds to me that he is at a poignant and pondering type of moment. Maybe he's sitting on a park bench in Central Park. Better yet, Hyde park in London.
Here he is observing life going on. From a mother's pt. of view, to the elderly, lonely man, to impassioned lovers.
Finally, the last stanza in reference to the moon, "cold hearted orb, that rules through the night," is the inanimate objectivity of the moon and how it just is. It neither is good or bad, it merely is.
It apppears cold to him for maybe he is in a state of confusion or sadness. Perhaps it may seem bleak because of the weather where he is. (say England). I think that it is his state of mind though.
Inevitably, no matter what the outcome of a love affair, or life or anything we experience or go through. It all comes back to you. And how you choose to perceive and look back on an issue or event. "And which is an illusion."
As a child, this was a very powerful image. As I heard this song, I never knew the "Nights in White Satin" romantic analogy. But the white knights never reaching the end is a perfectly complete poetic and meaningful meaning to the song. And I would bet Hayward and Pinder knew that. After all, according to the cover artist they carefully approved and chose the imagery for all their early album covers. They put the Knight in there for a reason....