Oh, why do you have to be so far away? No, not just the hour it takes to get to your house. If I even thought we had a chance to get back together, I would take a scalpel and slice open the bruised purple and black sky. I would surgically remove the burning stars from the heavens and place them in a velvet sack and tie it with lace. I'd give it to you for Christmas. Maybe,...all those stars that I would have stolen from the angels might be able to radiate as much as your face...but chances are they won't. I wish that I could take the 2 weeks we had and fling it amidst the garbage disposal, but only so that I could retrieve the 100 shredded slivers to make it seem like we were together longer than we were. I would take that diced fortnight and wrap it in gold foil and hand it to you on January 20th. Maybe, I'll take all the kind words and notes you sent my way and I'll write a book which will published by my bleeding heart. Then, you can snatch it from me on Valentine's Day.
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