I couldn't sleep last night, the fire in my soul was burning so **** bright, and even thought the moon refused to give me light, I knew I had you, so my spirit felt tickled all night
It could have be the way you seem to know what to say, or that i had my mind made up about you anyway, So when you called me at the crack of midnight to say "Hey" in tiny chunks of laughter on my bed I will lay
A close old friend of mine told me to write a poem with this title over a year ago.... I did.. just found it and I decided to share it..