At night, I always felt dejavu whenever I sleep.
At night, I felt your hands wrapped around my wrist, gently then slowly you disappeared.
At night, I lay there on my bed and let you read my favorite bedtime stories.
Only at night can I see your face closely and intently. That's because our worlds are different, yet every time I sleep, I think about you, you, you.
Maybe because I like you, a lot? I don't know.
But I'll definitely pay to sleep at night, because you're always IN MY DREAMS.