If it’s written on our stars,
We won’t be wearing scars
For our stars were all burned out
In the shadows of our doubts.
We wished for a brand new sky-
To hang our hopes up high,
But we hung on to our scars
That were dangling from our past.
Now I wish to turn back time,
I wish to turn the tide,
I wish for all the signs
to point to what is RIGHT.
And if it’s any consolation,
I left to find the peace.
But for all the wars we waged
I ended on my knees.
And Love! Fear not for your secrets,
I have buried them all, safe –
unlike the promises I never kept,
I’ll take them to my grave.
For our story’s written on our scars
To this fate, I do concede.
So I bid you my farewell
In case we never meet.
And all I can – is Wish you well
From wherever you may start
To you, I might be the farthest
To me, You’re the closest to my Heart.
