Are the stars out tonight?
Can you see them where you are?
Do you think of her when you do?
Remembering under the moon
you made her fall?

As crystals do they shine?
Are they bright in the sky?
Would you like to touch them?
Want to wipe them away?
Are they tears from her eyes?

Do you hate the coming night?
Dread when the sun falls?
Does fear creep when the moon appears?
night was you and her
Does your loneliness now envelop all?