story behind the song? another tequila sunrise in margaritaville? a misspent early friday, friday and saturday morning messing with the keyboard? or simply musings?
Lyrics
its sometime after midnight
beneath the falling snow
steps of effervescence
disappear to the no
like bereft of solitude
clinging to the dark
somehow crying mercy
from its broken heart
its an hour after midnight
and all i think is you
not how beautiful you are
but how you are the truth
a mind to be cherished
thoughts to always share
lost in time immemorial
a dream forever there
its hours after midnight
that darkness of alone
memory a beacon
that guides us ever on
somewhen maybe lost
like hope is used to feel
the essence of tomorrow
and which dreams are real
yeah, which dreams are real
