I'm staring at the stars,
they remind of your eyes.
So bright and exquisite,
so sad yet so alive.

Your sadness gives
them life,
if you think of it like that.
It's like you're feeling numb,
but truly all you wanna do is run and never
come back.

And you don't give a damn,
cause you know who the important ones are.
But you honestly don't,
you don't know how to love.

If you're ever feeling like a fool, then I guess I'd love to be a fool too.
We'd be fools together and we could live foolishly,
forever.

And if it doesn't make sense to you, it certainly does to me. So I promise my dear, when you're with me,
that's when you'll feel completely free.

And even if you feel normal and sad sometimes,
keep in mind that you, my dear have stars for eyes.