The Grand Cross The Queenstons

I've given everything that I could give
Lived a life that I shouldn't live
And all i ever got in return was starlight

I caught the warmth a million years too late
The star's dead at any rate
About as useful as the moon during daylight

When I thought I had it all
I saw the clouds part and watched you fall
Down, down, down, down, down
The atmosphere was harsh on you
Your heart shrunk with the rest of you

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not ready
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not ready

I make a wish on a shooting star
I call my dreams out from afar
And now you're down here in my arms, precious starlight

Your journey down cracked the black sky
Your tears well up and you start to cry
This time i'll break the night and bring you daylight