I want to give you the world.

Sadly, the world holds me.

I need to give you my word.

I love Greek mythology too.

See, in my world I hold the sky.

Falling short gives me a chance to look up at you.

My arms will forever raise openly.

What do you see?

When I look for the stars I search your eyes

Endlessly through the dark...

You would think I would be able to count them being so close.

Sadly, the world holds me.

Endlessly through the dark...

Stars collide.

I question if the planet is the one spinning.

I want to give you the world.

I need to give you my word.

Falling short gives me a chance to look up at you.