It’s hard to say I can look into your eyes
Can’t turn away, I see me
In them in you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
A deep lake, succumbed by silence
Rippling across distorted in waves
There I find you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
Roses, soft, grow by me
Fed by a stream, the soul
Flowing in you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
Shatter edges of glass under pressure
Like the shoreline itself
That tide is you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
Never to meet, cycling, once in a lifetime perhaps
Who’s to overshadow?
Less often it’s you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon.
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 11:37 PM UTC
It’s hard to say I can look into your eyes
Can’t turn away, I see me
In them in you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
A deep lake, succumbed by silence
Rippling across distorted in waves
There I find you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
Roses, soft, grow by me
Fed by a stream, the soul
Flowing in you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
Shatter edges of glass under pressure
Like the shoreline itself
That tide is you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon
Never to meet, cycling, once in a lifetime perhaps
Who’s to overshadow?
Less often it’s you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon.
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