• with every setting sun, and wakeful rising moon
    i think of what i've done, the night came much too soon.
    i lay awake instead of slumber, i find myself full of thought.
    searching for an answer, to my always sleepless distraught.
    but then as i let my mind wander, it falls upon a single thing.
    i rest my thoughts and ponder, because of this one being.
    thoughts of him make me wide awake, or finally fall to sleep.
    who to wish with my heart in ache, would be with me asleep.
    i slowly start to fall into dreams, smiling as i go.
    night is not as lonely as it seems,and i hope this love will grow.