Night oh night

Night oh night,

Why are you dark outside,

For daily I sleep under you,

Under your view,

Till I rise again,

You show me a different theater everytime,

Sometimes horror,weird,fanastical or nothing at all,

For you aren't dark in the inside are you,

All alone are you?

Cause no one is there to hear you speak,

So let me lend my ears to you,

To have dreamy conversation with you,

And slowly slipping away into a sleep,

Till I rise again and we converse again. . . .