Walk all day and night,
not supposed to do that, what fright.
Here I come down the steps,
to what awaits, will I have regrets?
Only time will tell until you find me,
will I be on the roof or under a tree?
How did I get there?
Was someone there talking, did I stare?
Back upstairs, this long flight.
Please tuck me in, I've lost my might.
I hope we meet again safely.
Maybe when I wake for real next time, we'll see.