He really did change that day
More cynical and cold
And distant in a way
Gestures of kindness, became selfish acts
But he would roll with it, to keep his smile intact
He'll walk around in the dead of night
Alone going to places, where other's might
Try to understand, but they never do.
All of a wish that never came true
He dreams of a day where his life could be light
But for now he is always Dreaming of Night.