I've got a world
And a plan
You are the flower
When things get bad
And if I lose
Everyone I have
Because that's life
Would you still have my hand?
You could be my moon
On the ceiling of my room
Cause my sky
Has the clearest blue
Oh you like the stars?
I'll glue them up for you
My one hour photo
Stretched out to last
In it, I see those wrinkles
When I make you laugh
You could be my moon
On the ceiling of my room