I want to be close to the stars- falling in love with the moon;while forgetting of being a part of the sky who keeps it all alive.

The moon is alive because of the darkness - how could we ever be afraid of something that gives the stars a home?

And all the stars in the deep blue sky are the tears of the moon; the ones he cried while dreaming about the sun.

We forgot the moon while dreaming about the sun.

Somewhere between the starsthere is a place for you and me; Where the moon kisses the horizon and the darkness fades away.