The Sun

Even after all this time
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe Me.”

Look what happens with
A love like that,
It lights the Whole Sky,

The sun shines right at me,
I could see my shadow next to me,
It makes me blind when it stares at me,

So bold and black,
So dark and black,
I wonder and wonder will it ever come back?

Don't you think the sun is bright?
I wonder where it goes at night?
Does it sleep or does it hide?
Or is the moon its other side?