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Why do the stars shine?
And what makes the moon bright?
And if I try this a million times more,
Do you think I'll ever get it right?
Why do the winds speak?
And what makes my heart tremble?
And if I give you everything I have,
Would you promise to stay humble?
When the air outside is perfect,
And my hand is outstretched in yours,
I feel like the world is ending,
And the things to come are ours.
If I swear upon the nights last light,
If promise to bleed myself dry,
Would you bring me all the salt in the sea,
Would you give me every star in the sky?
What do angels talk of in passing?
And is Heaven a place or a thought?
If I picked every pedal on a flower,
would it end in 'they love you not'?
Do rainbows know their own beauty?
Do clouds acknowledge it too?
And if the beat in my heart is God's
Does the skip there belong to you?
Does the ocean sing to the heavens?
Or does it hold that tune just for me?
Every song that the waves carry
Has opened my eyes to see.
Do mountains stand facing the future?
Or do they cringe, like me, at unknown?
If I swore that your heart was safe,
In your soul would I be able to roam?
Does the sunset wish for company?
Do the mountains wish for the same.
If I traced my finger over the skyline,
I think it would spell out your name.
Does the dirt we walk on know only the truth?
Can a rose not tell a lie?
Nothing that I have ever beheld,
Matches the beauty in your eyes.