Midnight Escape

Highway, city lights, Eighty five, dead of night. Yet everything seems so alive. Final stretch, turn the key Into your arms, find relief. Tangible yet unreal; A dream that you can touch and feel. So far away, but I pull you near. Not a second to waste; I'm not welcome here. But I found you. Were you still waiting? I'm not afraid to tell you, to tell you how I feel. Not afraid to validate That all of this is real.