Those Dreaming Stars
Those Dreaming Stars
I lay out in the grass
Looking at the sky
It makes me wonder how those stars shine so bright
Is it a dream or itself a reality
Waking up in the morning makes me mad
Though my mind says to lead the path of sun
My soul is full of stars
All days are becoming mundane
Except all the nights being exceptional
Oh Milady! Those are the dreaming stars
Wandering and wondering
Lights have become crazy
Dark makes it beautiful
So it is time to realize
Lights are nothing in front of dark
