Blue Eyes

And now the day comes to an end,this feeling not yet subsided.

As the moon comes to speak with me,i look around, eyes hopefully dead.

I know, we all know, that last night was good-bye,
and tonight,well,its just another broken heart.

Yet i still look, hoping without much hope, that I'll see that lovely blue eyed face.

And as i reach for the stars,whispering my dream to the awaiting moon, I stand in the rain of the cloudless night.

For i know that it doesn't matter now,to those lovely blue eyes that Sparkle.

Hope was lost.