1 am, eyes closed, I'm slowly falling. To the music and the atmosphere. Now and then, I feel lights fading softly, all over me then I remember last year. When I was alone in my bed with all these thoughts in my head, and living silently inside. It's so late in the night, my mind is drifting away. Then I dream about times I wished for a new happier day. If a hand could reach out right now and save my life somehow, I'll face the sun again as soon as this dreary night ends.