There's a vision in the corner of my eye
of a phantom passing to my side
I can see the trace of the glowing light
shining the window of your house
You should be sleeping now
There's a break in the silence of the night
distance sound of motor in my car
you can hear me now while I'm passing by
for you I'm just a noise which disturbing the calm
You should be sleeping now
Two inercial frames of reference
meeting for one moment here by chance
we can feel our presence while we are passing by
in the darkest hour of the sleepless night
