I stole into the eyes of a boy singing the blues
Hair jet black, he'd stars for shoes (?)
Smoked his cigarette cos his lips had touched it
And I found out soon 
He sure knew how to use a hotel room
I could open my hands and let the [bad word] down
But you're just to close to dream I had
I'm scared, I don't know why I do
But I miss you

He stood there restless, waiting for me
Body hummed with colours I have never seen
So we keep on burning like two stars in the same constellation
Screaming through the air
With a look like the light leaving
He said 'I've known you for a thousand years'

I could open my hands and let the [bad word] down
But you're just to close to dream I have
I'm scared and I don't know why
I couldn't watch you go
I can't watch you go
You know it sounds strange and [bad word] But I miss you 

Girls on the streets, [bad word] lips
Black straight hair from the tip to hip
Brown eyes blazed under blue eyelashes 
Feel how you feel

Little girl watch out 
Little girl be proud
Little girl get out
Little get watch out
Little girl be proud
Little girl get out
Little girl watch out
Little girl be proud
Little girl get out