As he rises we flee inside
as he leaves we come outside
no friends can he find
he’s still too kind
sad and alone
he wants to cry
but he’s got to keep it on the inside
faces and faces that’s all he sees
but no one thinks to see what he sees
a beautiful world is in his eyes
but the people on it makes him cry
no recognition for him
a tainted love never slims
when he leaves he’s in the dark
no friends to show him the light
so all alone he stays
the moon's tears strike again
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