we wake at midnight

[lissie_pissie]

After one I come undone,
dial you down,
my lost and found,
let's go for a run.

After two and I'm with you,
cannot breathe,
I feel your heat,
chemistry is cruel.

After three I just could be,
bare white bone,
your xylophone,
advance then retreat.

Then at four I close the door,
no song here,
we'll try next year,
always come back for

more.