You may have
been here afterall
on a one-way ticket
traveling in my dreams
crossing over borders
to stand by my side
or so it seems

You come here
as a midnight tourist
spending precious time
and having too much fun
until you're stolen from me
by the fingers of
the wicked morning sun

Tomorrow you may return
or maybe tonight
I can reach out, touch you
before the light takes you away
Perhaps the time will come
when we'll be together
even in the day