The suns been down for hours and everyone else is asleep
I always come alive when the world is counting sheep
I tip-toe out of the house and whisper “be back soon”
Then step into the night, and glow from the light of the bright neon moon
Solitude consumes me, but there’s a smile on my face
I feel breeze on my cheek like I’ve been kissed by grace
I can finally clear my thoughts, I can finally breathe
I can finally dream of whatever I want to conceive
I can think, I can write, I can stare at the stars
And live in the moment that use to be ours
