Somewhere Out There

(I found this in my old drafts. It's probably about six or seven years old. Thought I'd share it, since it's something different from me. Thanks.)

I love this time of night
When I feel so sleepy,
When I know my overactive brain
Will finally take a break
And rest a while.

Maybe I'll dream of my wildest
Dreams... That dream I still have
Treasured deep inside me,
Of someone special out there
Needing and wanting me

As much as I do him.
When I was a little girl I used to
Listen to "Somewhere Out There"
And wonder was he thinking
The same things I was

Things like

Are you out there?
Do you possibly exist?
Do you need me tonight
Like I need to be close to you?

I love this time of night
So much. Because it means
I will sleep and dream the

Dark, inky hours away

And wake refreshed and hopeful
Tomorrow that I might somehow
Get everything in this life
I've ever wanted

Mainly...

You.

Somewhere out there.

Needing and wanting
Me.