I think of you
the way the sun thinks of the moon.
Separate
Opposite
But who would you be
without me?
Lonely
for when you go up
I go d
o
w
n
When you shine bright
you block my light
But who would you be
without me?
Your spectrum much greater
while mine tends to fade
But I'll see you later
when it's my turn to shine.
I think of you
the way the sun thinks of the moon.
When I'm alone
you're waiting...
Waiting to take my place.
For who would you be
without me?
May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 10:18 PM UTC
I think of you
the way the sun thinks of the moon.
Separate
Opposite
But who would you be
without me?
Lonely
for when you go up
I go d
o
w
n
When you shine bright
you block my light
But who would you be
without me?
Your spectrum much greater
while mine tends to fade
But I'll see you later
when it's my turn to shine.
I think of you
the way the sun thinks of the moon.
When I'm alone
you're waiting...
Waiting to take my place.
For who would you be
without me?
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