I lay and stare
Up at a sky with infinite answers
To all the questions crowding my mind.
The sun assures my questions of hope.
The moon listens to my worries.
And the stars tell of a future full of dreams.
O’ how I hope they are right.
What a fool I am,
......
she must be whom everyone wanted
they cry in front of her
, begging
their knees bleeding
through pleading
from something they knew
they cannot get
grey clouds fits the tears they all left
in the middle of the dance floor
......
she must be whom everyone wanted
they cry in front of her
, begging
their knees bleeding
through pleading
from something they knew
they cannot get
grey clouds fits the tears they all left
in the middle of the dance floor
......
I lay and stare
Up at a sky with infinite answers
To all the questions crowding my mind.
The sun assures my questions of hope.
The moon listens to my worries.
And the stars tell of a future full of dreams.
O’ how I hope they are right.
What a fool I am,
......