So many stars are pinned in the sky
But only one is catching your eye

I will keep this picture of you
I would keep this picture of you

Feels like I’m repeating myself
Same story looping in my head

I will keep this picture of you
Would I keep this picture of you ?

Dead things are alive in words and sounds
Forever hidden in my mind

I will keep these pictures of you
I would keep these pictures of you

Well aiming at some shooting stars will never get you farther than you already are
It’s like hopping on a train to nowhere
But you don’t care, this nowhere there could be anywhere but here
So hold on to this thing called love
And keep on looking up above

I will burn these pictures of you