Text: Bows. Britannica.

Sleepless nights by candlelight
I'm sick of sneaking 'round
A kiss is a kiss but this is fake

I spend all my time trying to stay awake
But if I'm dreaming, why do you look so alive?
The truth is you won't change for my sake
I guess at least we tried

Moonlight drives our lives are boring
Fed up sneaking 'round
This true love affair is fading fast
Feels like the sun's coming out at last

And if I've been dreaming
Why did it seem so contrived?
Up there with you just feels like falling
Well, at least we tried