I'd rather stay and watch the stars tonight,
But I'm too busy thinking of free time.
I'd rather dance with you to a million songs,
But I'm too busy thinking of thoughtlessness;
I'd rather love you to the ends of the earth and back,
And see you smile as the sun arises,
But I'm too broken thinking of putting the pieces together again,
*And I'm too imaginative to think of us and you.