I am staring at the sky
Waiting for the moon to pass by
Gladly, I see Him right now
But suddenly the clouds, trapped him down
I can't even see any presence of my knight,
Waiting for another night to see the moon shines so bright
But even my mind tells me why,
That he'll never come back or sing any Lulaby.
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
I am staring at the sky
Waiting for the moon to pass by
Gladly, I see Him right now
But suddenly the clouds, trapped him down
I can't even see any presence of my knight,
Waiting for another night to see the moon shines so bright
But even my mind tells me why,
That he'll never come back or sing any Lulaby.
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