Late night talks

Give me your hand,  

Warm me with your smile.  

Who knows, is it the end,  

If feelings getting aisle?  

If you may stay with me,  

My friend,  

Or leave me for a while?  

If all of treasure turn to sand,  

Would you live on such isle  

In absolute unmanned?  

It's early morning, look at dial,  

We sat up long in fairyland,  

So we should sleep just for awhile,  

Hold onto me, my little friend,  

I feel it's coming to the end.