The midnight child has left his home,
for they have pushed him out alone,
the nightly wind would pass him by,
like falling stars across the sky
the moon would shine and stars would blink,
and all he ever did was think,
of what he did to lose his home,
to be forever cursed to roam
his previous love would haunt his mind,
and as he walked it would remind,
that he had left a love so true,
deep beneath the midnight's blue
all that he had loved was gone,
in spite of that he still went on,
for he still hopes to find a home,
a place where he won't feel alone.
