A candle is lit
My thoughts are burning tight
The rain should hit
Before the day turn to night

Aches in my stomach
Drumming with nostalgy
Drowned in the black
It really makes me goofy

I’m waiting again for the snow
Better be this night than tomorow

I’ll make another wish to be sure
Nothing related to chocolate
Allow me company for the nights
I’ll be grateful and feel secure
No shenanigan

or stay up late
It’ll be just me sleeping with her, tight