Sadness
A star's gaze burns forever bright.
Always searching, always searching
Always searching for the light, a light that burns forever even in the dead of night.
The crescent moon smiles as it watches us all sleep.
Always watching, always watching
Always watching for the dreamer, whose heart does midnight keep.
The wind it does blow gently searching for a lover's sigh.
Always seeking, always seeking
Always seeking for a broken hearted cry.
The darkness does call quietly, always searching for lost souls.
Always seeking, always seeking
Always seeking to give you a hand to hold.
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