if you treat me like you don't care
i for you alone would turn into stone
i would give you up to the four winds
knowing i can't claim you as my own
you can start starfires with what's inside of me
you need only open your eyes and see
but you are too distracted with life
darling won't you agree?
but in a different lifetime maybe i would care less
and you would share you more
and i would not have to be so frigid and unwillingly seal the door
for something doomed from the start i erringly wished upon a shooting star
knowing that the brilliance is short-lived now i watch dark skies standing afar
you are you and i am me and i get that there is no we
so what if a few hopes and dreams were spent and some sleep lost in misery
let's not take that bend in the road...let's just leave it be...