touching midnight collections of pretty stars they
feel just like when I first saw you around the april twilight
I held a star in my hand, I didn’t know at the time

touching midnight encircles of pretty little lights they
feel just like when I first saw you around the april twilight
I held a star in my hand, I didn’t know at the time
but it was a piece of you and me all along

summer night lets meet eachother at orange streetlights, they’ll never find us
I swear we could run away forever chasing our hands like fireflies in the night
yet when the sun barely rises and we’re laying in eachother’s arms covered in mayflowers we’ve come so far
we’ve come so far and the journey’s only just begun