For you, I can be a great many things. The cautious lover with your secrets to hide. The deep sea diver of worries that reside, beneath the sigh and the grin. I can even be oxygen on a whim. Let me help you breathe. And if you need the moon, I can be that too. I'll be your lucky charm in the sky. Although to me, you shine the brightest: I'll be happy until I die. In your orbit, I can be anything you want.
