She always held on tight
Sleepy eyes open wide
Through the window watching the light suspended
In the cradle of the night
A star is dying somewhere
She kept a book of the skies
Constellation in dots and lines
How could something that burns so bright like olden
Dark beyond our sight
Paper walls were all that we had
To hold up the frames of our dreaming
Forever a moment away from losing
We all need a good dose of illusion
And the years spin out of life
With little time to look up at the sky
Revolving with hopeful lovers
To conspire against the stars
Paper walls were all that we had
To hold up the frames of our dreaming
Forever a moment away from losing
We all need a good dose of illusion
Forever a moment away from losing
We all need a good dose
We all need a good dose of illusion
