SOMEWHERE IN THE CORNERS OF THE NIGHT

Somewhere in the corners of the night,
I still want to marry you.
Somewhere in the corners of the night,
my heart still beats for you.
Though I turn over with my misery
and my tousled hair,
And toss and turn in my attempts for slumber
or tranquility,
My heart still longs for you.
Perhaps I can dream of a world
where you didn't puncture it with your anger,
a world where you embrace me
instead of crying tears of anger.