So at night, come visit my dear.
Oh, how I wish that you were here.
So that I can die, happy like a star,
knowing I was alive.
But at night, everything is a fear,
I am afraid this is not real.
And I know if I see you, you will show,
All the bad things I hoped I was wrong for.
And my wish, to not feel what I feel,
won’t come true, ‘cus it knows it’s not real.
It can’t exist in a world that is false.
It can’t stay still, never up, it will always fall.
So at night, I wish you were here.
Truly came, in a visit, my dear.
But I know that dream won’t be real.
Because you don’t feel, the way that I feel.
Using this little thing that I know,
knowing I will only damage my soul.
In this little comfort that I found,
Leaving nothing, but being left behind.
So I know, you will never be here.
And my wishes, they will never be real.
Because I saw your face last night,
but there was no light, and I wasn’t shining bright.
