See that my pain is real,
That you know how I feel,
And I confess my loneliness,
In hope that you will feed me your tenderness.
I can sustain myself during the lonely nights,
Because your love lasts a lifetime,
I find myself holding onto that word that I so hate:
The sun remains silent,
Everything changes, but your benevolence,
Burn away the day, seek me In the night,
And just like the morning rise, I rise and fall with the day.
And in great days yet to befall,
The sun shall embrace the moon
And in silence tell of its love,
With pride not measured by distance,
A heart not torn or rendered by greed,
I shall love you as my second half.