And I love my moon,
At whom I stare,
So long as I have her,
I could not care,
Let the sky be forever blue,
Let the flowers be bright and forever bloom,
Let the birds in the sky,
Come flying down to you,
Won't you say you need me too?
I've looked through this earth,
And found nothing but disdain,
So if my moon leaves,
If she turns away,
How could I be expected,
To ever love again.