Why, oh why? When I see the night sky,
is the dark so close, and the light so high?
When the Sun hides, and the Moon starts to gleam,
this world of mine becomes just a dream.

The Stars are so near when I close my eyes.
I try in vain to appease your cries.
I always wanted you to see,
just how much you meant to me.

You are gone now, but not very far;
because every night I see your shining Star.
When we meet in my dreams, you're always there,
to tell me just how much you care.

When you left , the grief was so intense.
But when I see you, my Angel, this world makes sense.
When we meet again, I’ll ask you why.
Why, oh why is the your light so high.