All I Ask Is a Reason to Stay

I can go now to the other side of bay,
but still my heart wants it to be late.
Listen, it's never too late,
but all I ask is a reason to stay.

My mind is tired by teaching the fellow heart
that away from this hustle, we can get a fresh start.
You can become a luminous sun,
not a moon who reflects upon.

Though I guess my heart desires
to be a moonlight beam
and to be forever stuck in this delusion
yet soothing dream.

But my mind gave me the reminder
that what I have been through in the past time back.
So stitching my heart off
I went to give this story a happy end.
Remember, I said it's never too late,
but you never gave me a reason to stay.