Back among the quiet streets, he said we’d be stars.
Said, our love would lie in the galaxies.
Every night a new fight.
We’d shine the brightest in the darkness of the night.
But now I’m in a crowded city,
And the sky lies in cracks between the skyscrapers,
The smoke and filth burns my eyes,
The stars were a story of the past,
Oh, take me back to the start.