Tonight, the moon casts an unearthly gleam
On me and my thoughts, as of you I dream
With open eyes; sleep has eluded me
This night, perhaps only yours it will be.
Behind the mirror of my eyes, you lie,
And run away with my tears as I cry.
Let one last drop of you stay within me;
Don't wring me dry, let this night see
The scars where my memories cut me deep,
The wounds where bled dry my beliefs.
Tonight, the moon weeps for a broken dream,
This silent night's song now sounds like a scream;
Singing the tale of two souls gone astray,
Speaking of perfection - that lost its way.
