(Light years)
You have it love
Got all you need
Oh, what it takes
To fall from me
The opposite of gravity
You got it, love
Now cry with me

Cry with me

We die before
The movie ends
But maybe one day
We'll be friends
And it will seem ok again
And only we see evidence
Of what we left on kitchen tables
Picture frames and basic cable
Imitation ever afters
Run in place
It doesn't matter

It doesn't matter

Something to do while we lie here
Hundreds and millions of light years
Nothing to do but just
Lie here
While we're
Hundreds and millions of light years away