Lunacrima

The heavens again hold the sight in my eyes

Directing my gaze

Pointing at where to look

While the moon tugs away at the webs in my mind

To show up in my face

And be read like a book

It matters not much that the clouds should be out

As if there was a lamp

You should see it so clear

When I look at the sky from my eyes they stream down

My cheeks feeling damp

With the path of my tears

'Cause I've come to accept the moon's glow from afar

I once thought was the sign

Like I thought you were, too

The one with the deepest desire in his heart

Was just me all along

No such yearning from you