Still I lie awake at night
counting all the stars above my bed
little molded plastic pieces
stuck onto the ceiling tiles
I contemplate the things we could have been
I remember august nights
and the need to call you last december

and now you're on your own
it seems like what we had was born to fade
and I don't know if I
will ever have a chance like this again

after all these years
we're still just counting stars
falling asleep to the sound of your breathing in

fighting, it's over
don't ever, don't ever act this way again
fighting, it's over now

another restless night spent in my bed
I find it hard to sleep without you
and wonder if you think about me
if I'm not meant to see you again
I hope I can forget about you
busy signals I can't get through

caught up in a waking dream
live with the fact that I won't see you again
I'm looking after your stars
as the night caves in