There's something in the stars, 
There's something missing. 
Completed? or is it not? 

Are we better off apart? 
Are we trying to hide? 
Are we trying to find? 
Are we trying to fight? 

Let us bind or tore apart. 
Let us choose tonight. 
And maybe this time, 
is our last light 
for our last night. 

Under the starry sky... 
The days with you and I 
The scenes with you and I 
The fairytales of you and I 

Was it a fiction? An illusion for deception? 
A nonsensical delusion? Yet, 
These feelings that lingered 
Haunts and taunts me every night since we broke apart 

Can we make it right? 
Pretend we never fight 
Pretend we never die