Noise of the late night crickets.

And I'm still awake in the late night,
Maybe I'm awake in your dreams.
I'm looking outside at the moon,
Ah! she's also going to sleep.
Maybe it's here only me with those wide remembrances carrying in my head, it's getting darker and darker,
And I see the moon's brightness disappearing slowly.
And I'm awake with no intent of sleep.
And paying attention to the noise of late night crickets.