destruction can be screams and cries
but it's even worse in exchanged lies

the earth is my best friend
she will be there to catch me when i fall

when you need a useless friend
i'll be here
the person you laugh with
but won't love
i'll be here
to have a substitution
but will never be first
i'll be here
someone who will put on a smile
but later cries alone
i'll be here

all of the stars have disappeared
ridding the midnight of it's life

there is still one star left
the one who is struggling to brighten up it's world
the lonely star that is left
abandoned
like me

my melody is the very color of the paint
that fills the sky with blue
my lyrics are the air that i breath
as the winds flow along with beauty
and my voice is the one star in the sky
standing out to brighten a lonely night

Emory Austin once said
Sometimes there won't be
a song in your heart
Sing it anyways
but what if  i'm not given
the voice
to sing it?

what is harder to keep?
your love
or my sanity?