i want to have light in my eyes again,
but all of the stars are in space.
i want them shine like tears never falling,
but instead there’s just numb in its place.

i want to hold music and light in my hands,
but all of the stars are in space.
i’ll gather the leaves and pretend they won’t leave,
when winter comes baring her face.

i want to have dreams and have hope, for once,
but all of the stars are in space.
the light i desire, too far to inspire,
so i’ll keep my head down in this race.