Like stars in the atmosphere And there's nothing to hold But a silently pricking fear And I don't want to hurt you But there's nothing that I can do And it stings but you'll pull through
And everything buckled in You're staring at your yard And running your fingers through And I don't want to hurt you But there's nothing that I can do And you're already halfway through
That it would be like this
Like stars in the atmosphere But my voice will still catch your ear