STARLIGHT FOR
THE SUN
I want
to buy
you starlight,
and
twelve
dozen
roses,
and
kiss
you in
a way
that
only
uses
noses.
I'll
bring
you
a
smile
though
I may
be
feeling
weak,
or
I wish
you
well,
for
you
get me
through
the
week.
I'm
fighting
an eternal
war with
guns
and
swords
and
weapons
that tear
me
from
inside,
But
I keep
getting
to
my feet,
because
your
memory
has
my
side.
Maybe
we'll
make
it as
long
as
I
hope,
though
as things
come
along,
through
a
lot
we'll
have to
cope.
Maybe
the way
I Love
You
is the
same
as the
Moon
does
the
Sun;
striving
off
it's
light
so
it
shines
as well,
though
I'm
the Moon
who can't shine
as
bright,
you'll
always
be
my sun.
