Love

As I looked up at an evening star
It reminds me of something far
Something away
That never stays and feeds upon misery
It wants to take me far away from this world of despair
Feeding me through its sweet nectured words
Talking about spring, summer, and birds
This small little thing makes me feel as though I have wings
I just want to dream and lay in the tube
Could it be, yes I think so, love...