staring moonlight by the window

it's getting late
yet she's still sitting by the window
gazing up to the gloomy sky
stretching out both her arms
waiting..
for her arm to reach the stars
for the moon to be by her side
till the shining ray fall upon her room.

she knew it wouldn't be there..
the stars won't reach her hand,
the moon won't keep her company by her side,
but one thing she knew for sure,
morning will come soon..

telling her that no matter how faithful she waited each night by the window,
the moon and the stars just stay above in the dark sky, never will it be reached by her.
and she fell asleep, filling up her head with "Why, why and why"..