I wonder if you know,
you make the moon beautiful,
down to my heart it glows,
easily, making it full.
I hope you know,
You make the stars shine,
down to my eyes it goes,
unbelievable sight, all mine.
Why don't you know
Your doubt spills into my wounds,
becoming more hollow
suddenly, it fully consumes...
The stars fall, the moon shakes,
and I'm hoping
My heart will stall, before it breaks.