Comments about Dave Strider
Look above, my dearest to the sky,
how the stars fall, and say goodbye,
and how the moon radiates it's charm bright,
making it ever the most beautiful sight.
let's hold hands and make a wish,
lying on the sand of the beach,
both of our spirits floating like a boat,
Oh, that's excatly what I sought.
Henceforth, there will be no tears,
and even no need for worries or fears,
Nothing but your luminous smile,
Then we can go on a long sail,
To the land of joy and delight,
and your smile, would be my greatest avail.