And if the sun sets too soon,
I'll wish upon the brightest star,
That the darkness enveloping the moon,
Wouldn't keep us apart so far.
I've thought about this life,
And all the good that it comes with.
The bad feels like a puncture from a knife,
But your soul is more precious than a gift.
So think of me tonight my love,
With your head rested on my chest.
I'll give you my world if I'm not enough,
For what I give to you now is no ill intended test.
