The Stars

I’d look at the stars
If I only knew where to find them.
This lonely night is so, so cold.
My breath just clouds my view.
My footsteps echo on the empty pavement.
The sable palms filter the yellow street lights
And their grey fronds sing a sad song in the wind.
I can’t stop the pain of this emptiness
When there’s nobody here to hold me.
I sit in the sand on the side of the bay
And listen to the water.
Why don’t I know who I am anymore?
The things I worked so hard to find
Are the only things I’ve ever lost.
The things I’ve held on to so tight
Are the only things I’ve ever lost.
The people I love and care for most
Are the only ones I’ve ever lost.
The city lights on the black bay
Are so beautiful,
But I just wish I could find the stars.