When you knocked on my door
I heard you crying through it
Passive on the ache inside
You mistook me for my kindness
I know that now
But you can't see it through my eyes
Almost like a star
Searching for the knife
To cut itself loose from the sky above
Tethered to the night
When you set it on fire
I felt the heat around it
Laying your sweet head to rest
And I know that we're not talking
But I see you still
With every waking breath
Almost like a star
Searching for the knife
To cut itself loose from the sky above
Tethered to the night