Stood out in the rain. Let it soak me down, Before I called you: I called you.
You did not see me there, Hidden by the dark, Beneath your window, But I saw you.
When putting on a face for the mirror on the wall. Dreaming that the looking glass is you. Catching my fondest gazes; Living through my fickle phases. I love you.
Spend my time on 'phones, Tryin' just to talk, But you didn't answer: You let it ring.
Spend my nights alone, Catching fallin' stars, To give to you, love. They're just for you.
Stars fall every time a lover has to face the truth. And far too many stars have fell on me. And as they trail the skies, And burn their paths upon my eyes, I cry.
And it's getting easier, each day, to weep about you. Harder, every night, to sleep without you. How many years must I be, Driven by this dream of love with you? |
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