The Sun is a thousand rays in your belly. Such as we are made of, such we be. Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we might win, by fearing to attempt. It's not the net result of one's life that is important. Oh my hero, so far away now, Will I ever see your smile.
Love goes away like night into day, It's just a fading dream.
I'm the darkness, you're the stars, Our love is brighter than the sun. Only you my chosen one. Its not the net result that matters, its the day to day struggles people go through that makes one's life important. When that happens we each have to take a good look at our hearts. There's always something forgotten.