To look at the sky with a late loved one is happy. The Moon and the stars are pretty much every night. But without him ... to look at the sky again, only with reckless abandon. It's too cruel to bear
To look at the sky at night with her lover. The happiest moments. The moon and the stars are pretty much all night. No ... but when he looked again at the sky alone. It's too cruel to bear.
To look at the sky at night with a lover. Was a happy time. The moon and the stars are equally beautiful, every night. But when he is... Look at the sky once again alone. It is cruel to intolerable.