Trees of confusion
Blooming outside.
The fall of allusion,
Covers the pride.

The sun starts to set,
Darkness controls.
My eyes get all wet,
I'm losing it all.

The moon comes up slowly,
It looks so divine,
The sky look so lovely,
The stars start to shine.

I look up and see,
Such an amazing sight-
The moon smiles at me,
It shows me the light.

It shows me the way
When I need guide,
It hears my pray,
And It's easy to find.

I know he will help me,
Whenever I call.
I know he will save me,
With him I won't fall.