Star light, Star bright
first star in the dead of night
how I wish with all my might
that you'd come down and give me sight.
Show me why my soul's ablaze
from pitch black nights to darker days
from frigid shoulders to a lovers gaze
I'm dying to hear that three word phrase.
My world's a mess but I'm slowly learning
my body aches, my heart is yearning
hell, I can feel my essence burning
but like the earth I'll keep on turning
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012 at 1:49 AM UTC
Star light, Star bright
first star in the dead of night
how I wish with all my might
that you'd come down and give me sight.
Show me why my soul's ablaze
from pitch black nights to darker days
from frigid shoulders to a lovers gaze
I'm dying to hear that three word phrase.
My world's a mess but I'm slowly learning
my body aches, my heart is yearning
hell, I can feel my essence burning
but like the earth I'll keep on turning
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