For every star in Heaven, I must have shed a tear.
Why am I not good enough for you?
Why is my love something you fear?
Is commitment the reason that you stray?
You seem to avoid my love.
Does it get in your way?
I’m stricken with sadness, misery, and grief.
Why won’t you love me?
Why does it seem that your heart is deceased?
For every star in Heaven, I must cried night and day.
Please love me as I love you.
Please put your love on display.
Every star in Heaven must represent a time my heart ached.
Just don’t understand why you don’t love me.
Why is it my love something you will not take?