Look into the ceiling, Watch me go all over the world with you.
Hands held tight till we bleed and Hopefully we'll make our scars have a new Meaning to the stars that we'll sleep in.
Cherry blossoms raining. We can turn our lives into a film, Where we dance in the planetarium. The petals in your eyes that's falling Tells me that the seasons going into an end, But i know you'll come back again, I'll make sure i'll be there stronger than a stem.
Well hello Again. Is this the end, Or the winter that spring can't seem to comprehend?