looking up in the sky reminds me of you
the stars pause in mid cycle for you
your the queen of the celestial things
when the sun and th moon dance
night and day come
season upon seaon past
and the present becomes the past
and the future the present
come close to sun i promise i wont burn
i'm no comet. come close to me my moon
let start our eternal waltz
the earth and time are waiting for you
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