5/29/10

When you think it's all over, look up at the stars.
Then look me in the eye and try to tell me
That everything you have,
Everything you're living for,
Is broken and gone.
Every star has a story
Every story a soul
Every soul a purpose
And every purpose a new adventure.

I'm holding on for all the nights we'll spend under the stars, love.
I'm holding on for myself, and my friends, and love, and dreams.
I'm holding on for sanity
And for new beginnings.