The sky is so beautiful tonight,
The sky is so fucking beautiful tonight
She thinks my words are lovely,
She ties my tongue as well,
You'd never guess that we were only,
Only friends, unlearned in love.
What is beauty when you feel alone?
Words were never a substitute for love.
And if visions are from God above,
Why does it feel this isn't home?
She said what do you even know of love?
I said every poor man knows the weight of gold.
She said how can you write of what you don't know?
I said a foolish man can pan for two.