I've grown so used to putting myself to sleep and waking up in the dead of night but you sing me songs even when my eyes are still wide open put a blanket on my cold feet and before I could realize anything, I'm dreaming I'm home
the streetlights don’t seem so blinding anymore as the crowd starts to bustle in more tranquil tones it is at this very moment that I could not but feel the warmth enfolds me I believe it’s your presence and, Love, for all the feelings I could not articulate better with you, I find the peace that only comes with the sense of being known and welcomed