Love Frills

Stuck in the middle, we just done with the June
Yet darkness in the sky, I cant find the moon
Stars are the lies, don't look them in the noon
Your magic is so dark, like the magic from the rune.

I miss your teary eyes, when I acted like a goon
With an active brain of mine, I was still tagged a loon
I miss your lullaby, and the way you would croon
You cant sing it now, will you sing it to me soon?

You stayed by my side, feeding love with a spoon
Saving by the bounds, but my breezes were strewn
You walked in my dreams, I was caught in a swoon
Now I am looking for my strings, I am so out of tune.

Rune : Ancient
Loon : Worthless person
Croon : Sing softly
Strewn : Scattered
Swoon : Pass out from weakness