It's 3am, You're gone again. Lost around the lakeside To put me to bedtime. Home in the cold morning, Crawling out and calling. Spanish flies are waiting, Emerald green they glisten. Call me daily just to exercise my trust. We'll see how this unfolds, leaving together. Color of candy, seems like a different taste of smoke. Back in the moonlit fields, leaving together. Introduce a picture From melodic fixtures. Time and time again we know Violet tides are beautiful. Wake up your brother, Father, son and mother. Standing by the waist side Under the moonlight. Call me daily just to exercise my trust. We'll see how this unfolds, leaving together. Color of candy, seems like a different taste of smoke. Back in the moonlit fields, leaving together. Credits From Gingerlys