We Make Our Stars

(альбом: Colors - 2016)

With a feeling of inevitability,
Like a circle time closing in on me,
I turn to you,
I think you always knew I'd turn to you,

If you don't know me now,
Part of me doesn't want to let you find out,
But I know you'll find out.

You're a picture of infinite possibility,
I see chaos, you see a symphony,
I don't see beauty but I think you do,
I hope it's true.

We can't change the color of our sky,
But we can rage against the night,
We can't hold what falls apart,
But we make our stars.

We write our love, we choose our hearts,
We fight our fights, we make our stars.

If I'm the product of a self fulfilling prophecy,
Then how did something good come unexpectedly?
Maybe fate is playing on my side this one time.

I wanna choose.
But if I choose,
I know I'll just choose you.

We can't change the color of our sky,
But we can rage against the night,
We can't hold what falls apart,
But we make our stars.

We write our love, we choose our hearts,
We fight our fights, we make our stars.