It's 2 in the morning and I'm still lying awake,
Thoughts and musings waving inside, It's better go for a walk,
Got down with silence to the door,
Slowly slipped out to the moonlight street.

Midnight air is better than the snowfall,
In the darkness with the blurry yellow streetlights,
I walked ahead without a clue to where to go,
May be near the station there is a little space to relax,
I can go there and I'm lucky if it's empty.

Getting nearer to the seat I saw someone sitting,
What a bad luck I got I may walk ahead again,
But stop! I noticed it is a girl,
Sitting clueless looking at the sky,
with hazel gaze and wavy hair,
Why does she look like me?

I hurried back but she noticed,
She called my name, Hey! how do you know?
She told to get close and I walked to the seat,
Is there a girl or am I just dreaming,
Is she a witch or am I mindless, ...