There’s nothing that compares to a quiet room
In the middle of a party.

I never said that the room itself
Would be at the venue. Proms
And queens are overrated,
Just like confessions
Under a full moon. If you truly loved me,
I bet you would not dare
To confine me to some dull cliché.

I never thought the moon to be
As beautiful
As the rising sun.
Because the moon is symbolic of
The end,
But the rising sun
Will always come back
To haunt us.