You had your back to me, the night.
You speak about things you don’t know and things you’ve never seen because you know nothing of my perspective
you say the only thing you love is the moon and stars, but
you have never seen what I see,
I face you.
I listen to your preprocessing voice speak of the only thing you’ve ever known
I have seen the stars and the moon yes, but I've also seen the sun and the ever changing sky
and you.