You kissed me under the trees and stars.
A love with the nature of hot tar.
Sticking to you, stronger than glue.
I wonder if you feel like that too?

I drew my name on the glass of your window
the same time you dug yours in my heart,
If I had known how this would turn out,
I'd only love you from the start.

I touched your nose,
And you kissed my lips.
When you moved away I could see the stars.
Not in the sky, but from your eyes.
Then I realized it was true,
because like the stars,
I'd always be little compared to you.