All of the stars

It’s just another night, and I’m staring at the moon.
I saw a shooting star and thought of you.
I sang a lullaby by the waterside and knew.
If you were here, I’d sing to you.
You’re on the other side, as this skyline splits in two.
Miles away from seeing you.
But I can see the stars from America.
I wondered do you see them too?

So open your eyes and see the way our horizons meet.
And all of the lights will lead into the night with me.
And I know these scars will bleed.
But both of our hearts believe.
All of these stars will guide us home.

I can your heart on the radio beats.
They’re playing «Chasing Cars» and I thought of us.

Back to the time you were lying next to me.
I looked across and fell in love.
So I took your hand back through lamp head, streets and dew.
Everything led back to you.
So can you see the stars over Amsterdam?
Hear the song our heart is beating to?

So open your eyes and see the way our horizons meet.
And all of the lights will lead into the night with me.
And I know these scars will bleed.
But both of our hearts believe.
All of these stars will guide us home.

And all.
And all.
And all.
I can see the stars from America.