When the stars get old and was buried in the sea
then you swim in secret wishes once sent from me
five seconds to reach your lonely heart but my boat is very slow
so I let it go
I would bring you to the end in a wagon made of stars
you can see it from the earth no matter where you are
but your best friend is your darkness you hide on every ballpark
I let you go try to walk watch the stars they have a good memory
they play the bells from centuries try to walk watch the stars