Fading Stars

Floating through. Fading stars. It's almost like a dream. What could I do about this? These shotgun moments get caught in the camera lens. I'm sure you know these things make no sense. But what does it matter. It's got our names written there. At least just for tonight. It'll be gone in the morning.

Floating through. Fading stars. I guess I can never hold you for longer than a day. Each time I try it's dramatic resistance. I don't even fight to love. Wherever I slept the other day is currently my home at the moment. Love is just a trial and it brings out the persecution complex in me. Our names are written there. At least just for tonight. I'm sure it'll be gone in the morning.

Floating through. Fading stars. It keeps flowing through our twisted veins. Waking up into a tangled mess. Your sniper's eyes have sussed me out long ago. I've got nothing left to hide but still you keep on searching. I've got no secret disguise and I'd love to wear yours for a day. I love you too much, it's my only crime. Yet you keep on punishing me for something that wasn't there.