Can you..., do...You..., Uhm,
Do you wanna be... Uhm,

Be my moon, so you're my bright light in the dark nights.
No..., wait, You be the sun and I'll be the moon.
Because the moon's only bright, because it reflects the sunshine.
No..., wait, you do be the moon AND the stars.
So I can  shoot where ever I want and I'll always land with you.
No...no,no,no.

We'd both be stars, twisted in each other's orbit, spiraling in, increasing speed, an interplay of billions of years leading up to a unavoidable collision, an explosion so big we'll send ripples trough space-time itself. We'll give them something they'll see over 100 million light-years away.

Yes, do you wanna be stars with me?