at night i cry out to the neon sky for you hesitate until i can think of what to say to you the wind keeps blowing and spinning in my head there's nothing but the moonlight in my bed where are you now?
if you come to me i'll put on the light for you i'll leave the window open a little like you used to do walls of presentation we built to hide inside i took the memory of your smile to stay alive but it's fading
at night i cry out to the neon sky for you every night i wonder if there'll be a reply from you
feedback from the thoughts behind an empty page how am i to know if you care or if you feel the same broken pencil twitches in my hand you don't see and i don't understand and that's how we'll stay.