It’s just a little early to be walking me home
But I let you walk me to the moon and back
Just to catch the last glimpse of the setting sun
Trading places with the face of night.
When the creatures of the dark come out to play,
I let the grass kiss my cheeks as I lay dreaming
About the things that we could,
Building bridges across oceans and
Highways across time
Just to keep myself in the fleeting moment of Happy.
The croaks of the frogs tell me it’s time,
That it’s late
And that nothing I could ever dream to do will take me back to where I was once,
When you were with me.