Late Night

It's Almost three in the morning
And I'm trading my good night sleep
With a busy mind and thinking
About a daughter of a man and it's deep

It's been almost a month since
We chat, and laugh of something and anything
Some where in that then I found
A Place in her where I want to be standing

It's nothing about the look
Nor nothing about the have
Rather its about what to open the lock
That she keep inside her beautiful heart

Its a little while more till the sun wake up
I really need to tell her right up
That I want to be the owner of her heart
Tastes the love in her heart

I can't wait till sunrise
I don't want to think anymore about the price
It is now or never
Before I'm burnt by the sunshine ever