Like the waves,
the moon enchants me.
Like an animal,
it sets me free.
In the day,
I am forced to hide.
Behind a mask,
I have to confide.
In the daylight,
people should be able to see more clear.
But for the Sun,
makes them consumed by fear.
There's a certain mystery
behind things we cannot see.
A magical world
becomes a reality.
The light fades out,
the stars shine bright.
They live by their feelings,
instead of sight.
They dance, they sing,
they live their pride.
While their clocks are
winding down inside.
The clock strikes two,
and they are all sleeping.
While I'm doing my magic,
quietly and creeping.
Untill, sunrise.
I wake up and put on my fake smile.
Calm I'm staying.
Constantly waiting.
Waiting for nighttime.