Night Kiting

To escape the eyes of the world,

I jump out of my life

and climb through the window

to go Night Kiting.

Up on a hill,

where the moon lays its light,

alone with the stars,

and a kite that rides the night.

It's a place where the world's love collects

to escape from the noise and the silence.

My kite bows and swirls with the world's music,

laughing like a child.

I chase after it,

and droplets of laughter fall onto my face.

Up on a hill, 

where the moon lays its light,

alone with the stars,

and a kite that rides the night.