If I saw you today,
would you think the things I'm thinking?
If I saw you today,
would you feel the way I'm feeling?
The stars shined brighter through the lens of our love
and even though we played the odds
I guess it still was not enough
for you.

Is there some other way
for me to stand my own reflection?
Is there some other way,
other than self destruction?
Well these sleepless nights make me forget our reverie
but the cigarette between my fingers
brings me closer to the memories
of you.

Do the New England stars
shine any brighter without me?
Do the New England stars
dance for you profoundly?
From Oklahoma they get darker every day
and here I am
searching for temporal escaping from the pain
I thought was caused by you,
but really was caused by me.

Should I say goodbye
to you?