Hue And Me

Just when the city sleeps,
And the moonlight creeps,
Between the clouds numbered nine,
You'll feel just fine,

Remember the night,
When the candles burned,
And the dreary emptiness felt right,
From the crimson sky to cerulean it turned,

As I float once again,
Dip in the water so blue;
While I enjoy the rain,
You savour the brilliant hue,

All the pieces fall into place,
Once I see that smile on your face,
Will search for a better way,
To make that smile ever to stay...