Let me tell you a story about beautiful people
you might think it's a destiny and it seems fucking cool
she was living in live dreams her head was light as a cloud
despite her walk was confident even in a big crowd
but once when the moon came in stars were shining so bright
she saw him just briefly but she was sure he's the right
one and she decided to don't be happy again
she was looking desperately to soon meet that man
she tried to recognize when someone passed her by
but still any results and the sky started to cry
every night was so deeply empty- simply remind
she's not with him he's not with her so how can they find
each other just looking among the others still no
till the time she saw him once more but she let him go
she was too happy too precious view it became a rule
that the sky will keep crying when her heart feels not full
