Moonlight

You’re the reason for my happiness,
I’m here whatever happens,
And I don't think that he loves you more.

All I do, is think of you
and that is the truth

your heart is made of stars,
and mine made of stone
Maybe I’m just a fool, for you.

Ugh... and that night in your room...
I hope that would happens again soon
I can't forget your last words
before I decided go.

There's something out there to smoke?
I'll just burn some pot
so that I will not feel completely alone

And when I will high as fuck
I'll wish you good luck

On the road, the road of fuckers and rockets
'cause the moonlight isn't helping
And my love nobody are sending.

You're the riot,
the demostration of your anguish
You're going desperate
And fucking hopeless.

I need to learn to forget
with whisky shoots and cheap cigarettes
I'm going insane while you walk away
and in the most coldest day
I'll will find the way
to come to you...
maybe we'll meet again someday
like our dreams will come true.

I don't know if I writing about pot
or writing about you
Oh! I think I writting about both.

But anyway I don't mind