Once upon time she was the sun.
The light of my life, she was the one.
Now she's the moon, a symbol of poetry.
Because she's still the one who inspires me.
And there were other other girls, countless tiny stars
But my relationship with them was nothing like ours
Because the stars aren't worth trading for the sun or the moon.
And no girl's worth giving up the one who makes me swoon.

Now it is sunrise, I can't see the stars no more
Lets this day never end because it's you I do adore.