A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
LADY, DONT YOU THINK YOU ARE BEING JUST A LITTLE OVER DRAMATIC? I MEAN SHEESH! AND WHATS WITH THE BUTT UGLY GETUP?
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This reminds me of all the glow in the dark stars I put on my ceiling in high school
It also reminds me of the movie 'Stardust'
Great film
Yeah, Florence is an odd, artsy cat, but she's got herself a set of pipes
After reading the lyrics again, this could be a song about Gollum
Falling in love can feel sometimes like a part of you has been torn away. When you love so hard you can indeed lose a piece of yourself. Only when you love without wanting something in return can you escape with all of your body intact. But that kind of love is not the kind of love that makes for pop songs. But it's the only real live there is
I had the glow in the dark stars too! So did Ziah. You described Florence perfectly. Weird string tie and all she does have some good pipes. As for losing a piece of yourself loving someone... I hope to god I never have to experience that again. Well scratch that. I do every day. That is what loving a kid is like.
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