Thousands of poems Look around you in this city of black You don't see a special person who wants to love you Deep in your heart you have something to feel To love someone a person like me now Sometimes he speaks to the stars to illuminate Your way anytime right now I'm not around at this time of grise Sometimes I think of you the time I'm wasting Staying here in that chair would be at your side Dearest I've tried thousands of poems for you to say Everything I feel for you right now Sometimes I talk to the stars to bring you to me But all this is going to be difficult to happen