Waiting for dawn
It is always when the night creeps that my thoughts suddenly crawl
The moon so bright yet i see nothing at all
I stare at the emptiness, the void that was left
What is the point, really. When the future seems bereft.
Hush now little girl go ahead and sleep
Your mind may wander but don't go too deep
There's a string in your heart and it'll pull you right back
Maybe tomorrow the night won't be as black












