
Closing in on my world,
I see the life within,
It appeals to my side of sympathy,
But I still can't help her up,
I have the antidote in my hand,
But then she sounds like an open note,
It's the problem of the Queen,
I need a place to rest from the darkness outside,
Tell me why everyone is so captivated by your beauty,
And why you never flaunt it,
I wonder what has made you so modest,
Yet so vibrant,
When I look at you it all seems to have a meaning,
Life had never been so dark that day,
But then I saw you, the star,
And then everything came together as I looked at you,
One thing came to mind,
I'm never gonna be as big as Jesus,
And I realized that you are a mirror,
Reflecting his reflection from the sky,
Always when I feel darkest,
When the day is falling around me,
I just think of that way,
You handled your day,
I could do anything for you,
But maybe it not's so true,
That this farce become reality,
So I'm so sorry for being this way,
I guess life can be like this,
I'm never gonna be as big as Jesus,
But I will always remember,
How you looked so fair and close to me...