(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