Loving you feels like my commitment to eternity a long time ago

If we all die and become stars then I must believe that our souls live in the stars. Now I know why people look up to the sky when they think of someone they wish to see

Where do I go,where do I go from hereif I don't see you anywhere?

If we learn to love someone for their imperfections that reflect our own, we eventually appreciate the thought that even the most beautiful things are damaged

If we learn to love someone for their imperfections that reflect our own, we eventually thought that even the most beautiful things are damaged

May you always think of me, and remember me when love is where you want to come home

We are a puzzle meant to be arranged

Where do I go, where do I go from hereif I don't see you anywhere?

You are a song I could listen to over and over again although I'm convinced it had played in my head a many times before