in the calm, taking stories from your eyes
for me to see
but everytime the wind blows back my hair
I can hear your voice ringing in the air
you can win me back, win me back, win me back, win me back
but I believe in love I guess and you believe in loneliness
and now my constellations rise
around the street where I grew up
I learned the truth of who I was
but I sailed too far out to sea
and there's nothing left for me
and there's no home to call your own
and fire so cold as I was stoned
and I sailed too far out to sea
and there is no one left for me