Moon.

I shine for you all day long,
yet you don’t see me,
until darkness comes along.

When the sun comes up,
all things are bright and beautiful.
For you see flowers sunbathing,
and water crashing to the shores.
Yet you don’t see me,
even though I am still there singing my song.

Soon night comes,
everything turns sightless.
And I am still shinning for you,
to guide you with my brightness.

When the night ends,
you will forget me again,
until darkness come next time,
then maybe you’ll think of me, my friend.
No matter what I’ll still shine for you,
for as long as it is,
because I am what I am.