Once a whisper, now a dream,
The sky looks back, but it's too far.
Remember the stars that don't shine?
They're holding your hands, guiding you back.
The sky looks back, but it's too far.
Remember the stars that don't shine?
They're holding your hands, guiding you back.
Footprints leading nowhere,
Like stories we draw in the sand.
Can you see them? Can you feel them?
They dance where shadows breathe.
Like stories we draw in the sand.
Can you see them? Can you feel them?
They dance where shadows breathe.