Composed by: Azm
The Full moon up there waving down
Seems like a woman with sticks and hay
Traces of the father left behind
Yet left to perceive and rewind
Lights she spreads pretty deep blue
And the city down there as good as new
But would go back home pretty soon
But she’d again return, blossom and bloom
People point out to the dark spots in her
They’re unaware that’s beauty we fall for
The reason she had as she showed up today
For the people like was to live her way
To be the real hero in the dark
Put smile on faces as the beauty sparks!
Copyright ©2010 Azm
