• Standing here alone
    As the winds of time are blown
    Gazing at the lonely midnight sky.
    Seeing all the stars shining bright.
    Reliving past memories in the night.

    Then I wonder what man or women had the time
    to set the candles there in space
    Then set all the flames there alight

    A thought then crosses my mind
    do all those stars; like me
    Ever feel alone.