The sun is dropping overhead,
Sky is dark to wake the dead.
Mystery's roll through the night.
Afraid to fall in love,
Afraid we'll bite.
Our moral standards left unclear.
Values that we hold so dear.
Worried minds block what's ahead.
But our love is strong,
With stubborn dread.
Full moon is bright.
Sleep is gone?
Our worlds connect.
But we don't belong.
