You said your hands grow cold
Streetlights pass above and I take hold
I don't remember the exact time
But for a while you were mine

Streetlights above
Asphalt below
Little yellow lines
Appear as one

So instead I'll let you stay
Dreaming of your old boy
And I'll sit here by your side
What a bumpy ride


Asphalt below, little yellow lines
You fell asleep, hand in hand
I'd wake you
But I'm so afraid of what you'd say

Long walk ahead
I'm sorry she said
Scatter the stars and smile as they cry
Don't ever say goodbye
To those nights of no stars
Broken moons and shattered hearts

(I feel like one of those jealousy rage characters in a Shakespeare play
I'm always pushing the sun out of the sky in the day
And at night I wish I could pull the moon out of the sky
Scatter the stars and smile as they cry)