Do not be the moon Hiding parts of you In the dark; Don't be the sun, Shining bright, I can never see you With a naked eye; Don't be a star Fading with the night; Don't be the clouds Changing shapes Always fleeting by; Just be here, Still and serene like The yellow skies.
Women are like cars; The farther I chase, The faster they go. Love is like the stars; The longer the night, The more hope I had. I am a clear sky, Neither stars Nor cars.
If earth becomes the sky Are we the stars? Do our connections make Constellations?
If I can't get your scars I'd rather not have you at all; 'cuz there ain't no sunshine Without the moon and stars.
Dancing to the blues, high; Tripping on the road, side to side.. Talk to me darling, we are not alone, There are stars watching and the crescent moon! You took me by surprise; Unapologetic as I fight. Hold my hand, walk me home, If you swear not to leave, I'll marry you tonight!
Falling stars, ungranted wishes Empty words, broken promises All that love unrequited No guilt that's confessed Scars hidden in plain sight Blood camouflaged Tears in the eyes Living our lives Dead inside
"I love you." He said, looking at her face reflecting the moonlight. "OMG! A shooting star! I've never seen one before. You said it and it just happened. What is this?" She shrieked in awe. "In that case, darling..." He whispered "I'd shoot every fucking star out of the sky."
Sometimes I talk to the stars They listen, y'know Sometimes I listen to the wind It sings, soft and slow Sometimes I look into the water And hear it say, "you're in for a show" Sometimes I sit by the fire As it warms my soul Sometimes I lose myself Searching for you
I'm just gonna lay here tonight Searching for you From star to star Connecting the dots Constellations apart
All you did was smile And every star Shone brighter than The moon Happy Valentine's day to the one that got away.
If I owned the sky, I'd name every star after you The moon is me, reflecting your light Because you are my sun You give me strength You give me life (Doubt me not, this is for you)
Looking at the stars, we wonder How is this possible? This is a warm winter. Your hair flowing over my face The moon envies your grace My hand is in yours, I stare at you kissing my fingers The sky is our canvas, Stars are the dots, Connect them, my love, It is the map…