"A star. Something that we see but we'll never reach.
Is there something more enchanting?"
Is it asking too much to be given time
To know these songs and to sing them
Is it asking too much of my vacant smile
And my laugh and lies that bring them
But as the stars are going out
And this stage is full of nothing
And the friends have all but gone
For my life my god I'm singing
We'll take our hearts outside
Leave our lives behind
I'll watch the stars go out
Is it asking too much of my favorite friends
To take these songs for real
Is it asking too much of my partner's hands
To take these songs real
