Last night in bed, I found a way to fix my head And I cannot forget. Last week, so bleak, found myself beneath the sheets, As I lay in her bed. Was lost, now found, nothing can bring me down, From this shooting star that carries me; The two of us we’re not meant to be. New love, so good, last week is in a book, In a category called history.
Heart break, now saved, no need to mourn a one night stand. New love, new plans, going to find a place to dance, Just so I can hold her in my arms. I’m just a man; I carry mistakes in my baggage. Memories soon to be forgotten; calm like a bomb.
With words we move into a future, where skies are always blue And the sun always seems to shine. Fake love is just lust; I’ve found somebody I can trust. I know that she doesn’t like to lie. I speak my truth as I confess these feelings new, Are from a former life. You and I, stars and shine, twinkle in your eyes.
Real love is the only drug worthy of being spoken of. The only thing I really want, Is to be in your thoughts.
Pick up sticks and follow yellow bricks, Or stay with me and fall in love. Shine a light down on me; If you shine your light, hopefully, you will allow me to be.