The Moon
The Moon
During the night,
When the darkness is in all its might.
Through the window, it peeps,
As if a promise it keeps.
Reminding me of the deepest memories,
Of love, hate, and furies.
During the night,
When the darkness is in all its might.
Through the window, it peeps,
As if a promise it keeps.
Reminding me of the deepest memories,
Of love, hate, and furies.