Becky
Nick Hartkop
Can you make time for me?
I know i broke the glass this time
I watch your shadow fall
And then I wait for mine
She's got a tattoo, down her right back of the planets
She'll find her way back
It's such a stupid, simple little thing
But sometimes those things mean everything
The sun, the stars, the moon
They all were mine
The sun, the stars, the moon
They all were mine.