After spending every night reaching for the stars, you can understand my surprise when I woke up with Heaven in my arms. I\'m awakened by rosy fingertips each morning and I see images of last night\'s beauty in my hands. All my points are lines. Connecting the dots, solving the puzzle: A picture of us. Together. Alone in the dark. And that\'s all life is, a series of photographs.Being sentimental isn\'t enough, because nothing can stay picture-perfect forever. There\'s never enough stars in the sky, there\'s never enough to satisfy my grasp. I can write the same sad lines again and again, but that will never this dream any more true. I can\'t wish upon a star if I\'ve pulled them all out of the sky. When we\'re together it\'s like I have it all,but when we\'re apart I have nothing at all. It\'s not like I can go put it back,because my dying wish would be for it to have been mine all along.It\'s sad how Heaven only spends forever with the dead.
Lyrics submitted by midnightclown