The Truth Is

 

the moon shine above

the stars starts to dance

time tell me it was 12 in the mornin’

your name on my phone,

 

a week i spent the night

waiting for you,

to tell the things i haven’t heard before

the hillarious story i have ever heard,

 

until the night

the moon hiding in the clouds

the stars begin to fade

the night i found that i’m not the only one.

by : Friday.e.d