Sometimes the night swims into us,
sometimes we swim into it.
When words shorten like breaths
you didn't mean to steal away,
I stitch my lips back together–
I'll take the silence with a kiss,
I'll take your arms into a hug,
I won't have to miss you
if you'll always be here.
I won't have to love you from afar,
from you're the closest thing
I have to a star.
