Am I the only one who can feel the warmth of these nighty stars?
Deep, deep inside my flesh where no one has seen ever so far?
You'd lived long; you'll live longer!
Had seen my father's father - and
Waiting to see my son's son,
You're so selfish, waiting for the waxing moon
So, you could bright the sky and rule the dark,
But you'll never know she will come back and out rule you.
Say something?
Why it's cruel down here?
Show something?
In that big canvas of your dark black night.
Pity!
You can't see me as I can see you.
Pity!
You can't see me crying as I can see you laughin'
Oh! the beautiful starry night.
