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She's taking her time making up the reasons.
To justify all the hurt inside.
Guess she knows from the smiles.
And the look in their eyes.
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one.

I would fly you to the moon and back.
If you'll be, if you'll be my baby.
Got a ticket for a world where we belong.
So, would you be my baby?

Love is like a barren place.
And reaching out for human faith.
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for.

Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on
the stars.