Dear Diary, I can't wait to be with the wicked witch. I wonder if she's really okay tonight or is she sweeping the night sky all alone into the starless night...

Dear Diary, I miss her. I wonder if she's mixing up another potion to make her strong because I long to give her strength even if she's frail and clumsy.

There's nothing here but a cold cold night just spells loneliness for her, I wish I could be there with her...

I wonder if she's serenading the forest creatures with her magical touch in a land that only she could go... I long to be there.

Dear Diary, I saw the witch flying high in the sky tonight, and I am just a normal boy who walks on his bear foot grounded to the earth so tight and I ran and ran trying to keep up... even with my swiftest speed I could not part from the earth beneath my feet but she's flying...

She offered me a ride on her broomsticks once and I took her hand and soon I was soaring high above the clouds with the bright silver moon along with us. We spoke to the stars and fluffed around in the cloud but soon I knew I had to go back down to earth where I always belong... How I wish I could stay a little longer...

I know, when I walk and talk she's always somewhere in the world above me looking out for me, and that when I think of her I just don't feel so alone anymore. How I wish she would know how much her silent existent comforts me and once again I pray that I can fly... even with my swiftest speed I couldn't break from the earth.

Dear Diary, do you think the wicked witch will ever know the words that my mouth fails to say, the thoughts that my mind cannot comprehend, the heartbeat that my heart missed every time I look into her sky where she would always be...

Do you think she will ever know how much I want to break from this concrete where my foot is grounded to. Oh, how much I'd love to, soar with her once again...

Tonight, I gave up sleeping, I stop dreaming because I wish I could be like the witch free and happy with the simplicity inside her little world.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow... I'll soar. Right now, Smile. Goodnight, Goodnight the wicked witch...

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Vanilla Twilight - Owl City

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here

I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone

I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here