It's so late at night,
It's almost dawn,
Can I just stay,
And sit with you in the dark?

I envy your stories,
I wonder if you could share them,
Or should I just be quiet,
And slowly take a step back?

I always get so scared,
I hate to see you crying,
But guess this is what happens,
When it's late and your dreams are unwinding,

And there is nothing you can do about it.