So, this planet was just not right for me,
Ah, the green was gone and what else does a comet look for,
I revolved around her affection for so long,
And at the end, she called it a lunar day, for my fall.
A simple human mind that stares each eye of the universe,
I call myself a comet that revolves and have the serenity to fall,
Gravity, they have, each beautiful planet around,
But rare, are the ones who can hold my crown.
They call me a mess, planet after planet, I address,
They call me the dreamer from the night,
Ah, they don’t know how passion ignite,
How dank it all felt, and then God pushed me away,
To adore the universe in gray.
I have this vision to dream, this magnet of sleep,
So, Yes I am hurt because of the ex-planet,
How beautiful yet deceiving her path around the sun,
I always suspected if she was the one.
Alas, in the darkness again, the bright light,
Going around galaxies to find my might,
Faith and orbits surround me as lovers,
Who kiss and leave me blind in colours.
Oh, is she a planet dressed in blue?
With the green on top of her mood?
Ah, I shall visit and find the cure,
For the light shall be bright on the shore.
And yes, I know my faith,
The day, she allows me to kiss her arm,
Is the day, we both shall die in the charm,
So beautiful, it will be, when we meet,
A staunch blast of light,
And we shall be one.