• One night under the stars,
    Can wash away my scars.
    Will you not stay with me?
    Of course, you leave with the sun.
    Taking with you my love.
    As the last of the colors leave the sky,
    I feel so blessed that I cry.
    Gentle pleasures of the night,
    Give solace from many hours of light.
    I wait for warmth in the stillness.
    Cold is all that holds me,
    For I can not feel thee.
    Tho' my heart is beating,
    My soul is breaking.