Pleasantly Unpleasant...
It was Stormy
Yet I sat at The Shore,
Staring at The Skies...
Waiting for You to emerge and Shine
You were My Pole Star,
Directing Me towards Good...
Picking Me Out of Woods...
But I don't get to hold Your hand now
Or cherish watching Stars with You,
As Stars are Prestine,
And You're one of them Now...
I know you're the Most luminous Star,
Smiling at Me, telling me to...
Yet I sat at The Shore,
Staring at The Skies...
Waiting for You to emerge and Shine
You were My Pole Star,
Directing Me towards Good...
Picking Me Out of Woods...
But I don't get to hold Your hand now
Or cherish watching Stars with You,
As Stars are Prestine,
And You're one of them Now...
I know you're the Most luminous Star,
Smiling at Me, telling me to...