Summer Storm

Meet me in Neptune

Sometimes the grass isn't green
An introspective tree, have you ever seen?

It doesn't give fruits, but light
And reminds you how to fight

When the sky is falling down
And you cry alone, no one's around

It seems there's no hand to hold
No shared dreams or fingers to fold

But I am right here, under the same stars
Waiting for you, to show me your scars