As I fly into the clouds at midnight with my memories of one held tight
I remember the ever-so blinding sunlight with every hour passing

Spending the time laughing as the fun is lasting Enjoying the moment I was in with a large grin

As the night comes I await for next time as I hear the windchime
I gaze at the moon to see if there's light that could illuminate the same way at night

When it does not shine I would say it's alright
Because of one I see there can be peace at first sight