I have late night conversations with the moon
She tells me about the sun
And I tell her about you
What we used to do underneath her other half
And during her time when we went our different paths
As the sun sets and the moon begins to rise
I can start to see the beauty that lays within your eyes
Something I can’t see under the golden rays
Like when the sun is up your beauty goes away
When the moon is out you seem perfect
But when the sun is up you say it’s not working
So as I wave goodbye to you in my dream
I wake up to the pain that it isn’t what it seems
So until then I Bid you ado
Until I sleep again and I dream about you.
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that opening is fire!!!