Nothing to proof

I can be the moon, sun and stars
I can paint your sky blue, black and white
Then the planets will be dully aligned
with your name written in the stars

I can be your armour; I can be your guard
I can be a god; so I'll give your life
Then I'd make you an angel; so you'll be immortalised
I can reset the rhythm to your weary heart
I can be the consolation to your teary eyes

I can be your heaven; I can be your earth
I can be this; I can be that
But nothing seems enough
To affirm my love

So now, I retire
Coz I'm tired
I'm getting loose
I've got nothing else to proof