Look at the stars and how they spell out your name
In the light of the moon everything is so different yet all the same
The spaces between my fingers are still empty and my soul is still cold
But the lighting makes everything seem so undeniably old
I'm seeing black and white flashbacks on the big screen
Showing me everything we were and implying what we'll always be
Though it's long past our time and the world is in color
The unchanging stars seem to last forever