There is magic at midnight.
When the city lights shine so bright, and
The cold breeze of the shore,
Eases your body's warmth from the alcohol.
There is magic at 1:00 am,
When we continue to drink more booze than we can.
The glint of city light in your eyes,
I continue to look with love which in friendship I disguise.
But at 4:00 am the magic melts,
As your girlfriend calls and tell you her sentiments.
I roll my eyes and drink some more,
Hoping the pain be numbed by this strong liquor.
It's 5:00 am and the magic is gone,
Then and again you left me alone.
Three years have passed since I last saw you,
You may have left, but our memories remained in me.
Even if... there's not much left to remember.