Holding on to sentiment
Not what they said, not what you meant
The strangest contradiction
Separate the fact from fiction
Consequences that might follow
It might be my turn tomorrow
But if I could take your place
I would die to put a smile back on your face
I spoke a name to the stars
A little light for where you are
I spoke a name to the stars
Falling straight to you
Coming down
Falling straight to you
Coming down
If you could see the way I do
The tints and tones surrounding you
The light bends in your path
Spinning waves under the glass
If mine is mine and yours is yours
I'd break my walls, knock down my doors
Offer you a second story
Once upon a time, when you were happy too
I spoke a name to the stars
A little light for where you are
Falling straight to you
Coming down
Falling straight to you
Coming down
Falling straight to you
Coming down
Falling straight to you
Coming down