And make them gold We will take the best parts of ourselves We are made up of our mistakes We are falling but not alone We are made of the smallest stars We are breathing and letting go Where to fall To stop us falling out of phase Can you tell me what

Spill out on the streets of stars And ride away Find out what you are Face to face Once you've had enough Don't forget to love 'Fore you're gone The open road, the path of greatness

Oh your love keeps me in chains Just like the river I come back again Oh your fear keeps me right here You'll be the arrow, the arrow Times up, I'm alright The fire's out, the stars are burning Don't speak, say something my love The walls are cracking,

Just try not to worry And be on your way And stop crying your heart out 'Cause all of the stars Are fading away You'll see them some day Take what you need Stop crying your heart out

I'm just a girl with a crush on you But I can't make you love me Is it my life or the things I do? Can't make you love me For a chance today, it's incomparable I might be sitting with the movie stars Don't care about money It doesn't give me half the

My love must be some kind of blind love I don't see anybody but you Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it's cloudy or bright 'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear The moon may be high But I can't see a thing in the sky 'Cause I only have eyes for

I wanna be, where you are Shit's 'bout to get real freaky I can feel it Na, na, na, na Shit's 'bout to get real Freaky I can feel it In your bed, or in your car On the earth, or up in the stars Even if that means, going too far At your place, or up in

Caught in the fire You, me, and everything I can see you drowning You are the sun the moon and stars Are you and I could never run away from you You try at working out chaotic things And why should I believe myself, not you It's like the world is gonna

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices. Hold me in your arms, Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, 'til he appeared and the soul felt its worth. A

And it's beginning to get to me That I know more of the stars and sea Than I do of what's in your head Barely touching in our cold bed They're always fighting with aching joints It's doing nothing but tire us out No one knows what this fight's about We