The Moon, The Sun, and The Snow

The Moon, The Sun, and The Snow

Passing moon that looks at me
Could you give me the strength to fly?
Don't limit me before the end.
Only then can I dream

The burning sun that burns me
Burn my soul with love
Every sunbeam that hits me
Increases my love for you

Snow that freezes my feet
It covers my soul in white
Be you a purpose
Be a soft purpose

And Fuck you, haters!