Do you ever think the sun gets lonely up there?

That he envy’s all the stars?

With their close connections.

It doesn’t seem fair.

So far from reach with his rays crying.

Wishing for something more.

A friendship, for someone to actaully be there.

Always so tired of trying.

Do you ever think that he’s lost in his own light?

That he’s the one stuck in darkness?

He’s so burnt out.

It doesn’t matter that he’s so bright.

No one sees him.

Or knows what he truly wants:

To no longer be left all alone.

A longing to become a little more dim.

Do you ever think the sun wants to just be a star?

That he just wants to be like the rest?