Under whispered breaths,
I must have misunderstood,
While I daydreamed about such beautiful sounds,
That would leave your mouth,
I missed my chance here in reality,
Drowning in my tequila bottle,
Watching the liquid swirl with malice,
I begin to wonder,
Do you realise that in all their glory,
The stars know your name,
As they stare on with bright eyes,
Each breath you take,
And melody you make,
Their envy grows,
As you shine brighter than they ever could.