I taste the rain upon my lips,
falling gently drip by drip,
each drop so special in it's own way,
yet in a second it's washed away.
I watch each star and wonder how,
they haven't fell out the sky by now,
holding our wishes,they break at the seams,
releasing our hopes,and freeing our dreams.
The moon sleeps softly in the sky,
i ask the moon 'will we get by?',
pale and white without a crack,
if only the moon could answer back.
Without love,what would we be?,
feeling things we cannot see,
thoughts will gather in our heads,
and all the things we wish we'd said.
If all lifes answers were given away,
it would erase the meaning of wanting to stay,
we would know whats coming,
and may not need help,
thats why in life,we find out ourself.
