3 Am

Sitting on my bed at night. Again.
Waiting for a star. Another one.
I have something to tell you
I will whisper from afar.
I'd like to be up there with you,
and dance upon the moon,
leaving footprints everywhere
wrapped in black caccoon.
And sing around the rings up there,
and taste the milky way,
anything but be down here. A darker night and day. 
The sunlight can't come down a lot,
the stars a diming dot,
the raindbow l hid behind the clouds,
the moon we all forgot.
So I would like to be with you.
In escoteric flight,
Lie amoung the solar system
In a peaceful, quiet night.