Night

My favorite time of day
It's when the clouds have gone from white to gray
When there aren't people about
There are no children without out a doubt

Not a screaming baby, or a loud mouth mother
It's quiet with a cricket, maybe, or some other
There isn't a parent in sight
It's a time of the day that isn't bright

This time of day we call, is night
It's dark and peaceful, it's quite a delight
No one to tell you anything right or wrong
It's the time I feel most strong

It's when the stars come out and I get my best idea
When they lay asleep dreaming of Paris or Korea
The time I feel most comfortable and alive
Best time of the day is night, it's when I thrive

It's when I wake up
When Dad is asleep by the coffee cup
My favorite time of day
When the clouds turn from white to gray