Do you ever think about the stars and how much they see?
The moon and the sun, the birds and the bees.
From prying eyes we hide things we don't want to be.
But the wonders of the world, they see everything.
We apologize to those that we let down,
do the stars ever cry for things they've found?
The shadows we cast puts the sun to shame
But to us, all the things without a voice are just that-
Lame.