I know all the names of your tears
the numbers of those lonely years
I know all the someone somedays
don't believe them anyway

when you love someone
you can't always tell the sun
it will be twilight soon
save a secret for the moon

in a darkened room
write it on a black balloon
then watch it fade from view
save a secret for the moon

I can show you sadder poetry
than you ever dreamed there could be
I know all the saddest people
most of them are dead now