歌词
Yourself, the moon and the stars
All gifts I'll take for granted time and time again
And time and time again I'll wonder
Why I am the way I am
Am I capable of doing something
With myself that I'll find solace in
Is there somewhere I'm not searching
I thought I'd drawn a picture of
Something worth becoming and
Framed it on the wall, though
Looking back, I'd only ever scrawled
I felt the earth move in my hands
I felt your heart so close to mine