Can I be your little star when the actual stars can't be seen
when they hide away from being pointed out
Your little bird to sing for you
help you get through the night when the major birds can't be found
Your little king to pave the way when the actual kings can't be found
When they give you a cold shoulder when you reach out to them

Because I'd love to watch those sexy eyes closer than a centimeter apart
Holding your hand without being concerned about who's watching
Extending that smile, at least for a couple of hours more, every day
Kissing those tiny lips one too many times

I miss you when I sit quietly in my room
when I stop thinking about everything else but you
Imagining your beautiful face, filled with smile
fantasizing about kissing you
How these unexpressed words in my heart would make you feel
giving you more reasons to open up your heart to me
I miss you when I hear nothing else than the echo of your voice echoing in my ears
touching you when there’s nothing else to fill my hands because