once again your eyes,
makes it hard to say goodbye.
where you want to go,
it doesn't really matter,
as long as you are here with me.
there's something in the air tonight,
something that makes me feel alive and i say,
what were the words you say to me,
that made me feel so special now.
once again your eyes,
makes it hard to ask you why.
so i sit here knuckles tight.
hands against the wheel,
your head against the glass.
and you mean so much to me.
stay with me.
cigarettes in open hair,
hand in hand.
i said,
stay with me.
because every star that i see,
is brighter than the last.
- he reads
