Narcolepsy

In the nighttime
I feel like coming
Coming over
Through the garden
(Coz)I am, with the one
(The chosen one)

In the daytime
I just keep running
Towards the night-time
I think I'm falling
Into, a black hole
Of my desire

I see her walking
Out of my sight
Towards the glowing
And shining daylight
She knows
I'll be here
For her desire
But I know
I'm not the one
(She chose)