The Crescent Moon

The crescent moon was falling in the courtyard stars dim with no starlight step without direction, misguided on the bright road

I am lulled by the embrace of sin Want to go home bandage your heart wound

I know how painful you are give a chance or punish if sorry you did not give

Tears sincerely fall at the corner of your lips no revenge in your beautiful eye
I feel so guilty for you still worth staying with you
Let the moon talk alone let the star be a witness
I will not repeat it until the end enough pain to get here