Truce

If the moon may rise upon the stars tonight,
may I bid you goodbye and bid you goodnight.

May your upsetting thoughts that trouble you be released,
and my darling tonight may you sleep in peace.

I may never again look straight into your eyes,
but I'll reassure you that I leave you with not one lie.

In my heart I know it's proof,
all I want from you is to come to a truce.