What if the stars cried a thousand tears tonight?
What if the horizon finally ended.
What if Heaven really wasn't that far?
What if broken hearts were fully mended?
Would you sing the songs I loved?
Or cry for me on those lonely nights?
Would you question everything?
Would you accept the northern lights?
I don't know how to say it.
I don't know if I have a chance.
I can't tell if I'm too late,
if you were taken in advance?
But I would cry an ocean of sparkles into the midnight sky
If those stars would spell out any answer as to why
why must I torture myself?
When I'd much rather be frazzled with something else?
Your soul still lies around inside me
and I keep you closely near
to my heart and if you're quiet for a moment, you can hear
the silence has become defining and my sight has become distorted.
I'm upside down and inside out,
I'll get back to you when my sh!t is sorted.
