Thousand Stars

That thought's insane

But I can meet you afterwards

Why should I feel the shame

When I love you more than thousand stars

I told you I've been left with scars

Be gentle with your thorns (thoughts)

I'm not healed quite yet

I feel so small

When you carry me on your hands

Your lips so soft

I fall, catch me if you can

I told you I've been left with scars

Be gentle with your thorns

I'm not healed quite yet

Be gentle, hold me in your arms

Please, never let go, you nurse my scars

In a fable I dance among the stars

Fleeting moments

Like passing cars

Take me with you

We'll drive to nowhere