The miles between us
Was it just a dream
When I think about it
All I want to do is scream
I held you in my arms
You came from above
Can't count the scars
On these hands of love
Late night movies
Wrapped in the sheets
Counting shooting stars
And freckles on your cheeks
The morning light
Spilling through your hair
Do you ever reach for me
And find I'm not there
My memory's getting old
I look around and you're gone
I'm picking up the pieces
Scattered across your bedroom floor
The sun this morning
Don't shine so bright
Every star above
Don't make it night
I just crawl around
Waiting through the day
Couldn't hear the thunder
Of how it ends this way
