and whenever i project the same stars onto my ceiling
i'll remember that despite being 2282 miles away
we loved under the same night sky
i hope it'll be the last time i'll tell myself that i'm over you
and whenever i project the same stars onto my ceiling
i'll remember that despite being 2282 miles away
we loved under the same night sky
i hope it'll be the last time i'll tell myself that i'm over you
and getting my hair to silver...
and getting my hair to silver...