The Fault In Our Stars

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As I open my eyes into the light
Summoning all the strength I had
Fighting my way through the night
Wondering if my life was ever fair

So as we bleed into the stars
As we become who we are
Could I just stop by and say?
Could you be mine for a day?

But the things we've done together
They're coming back to me again
We knew it wouldn't last forever
Pity that cannot take away the pain

So as we bleed into the stars
As we become who we are
Could I just stop by and say?
Could you be mine for a day?

I open my eyes again and you're gone
Holding on isn't what I wanted to do
I know what it's like to lose someone
But how could I ever give up on you?

So as we bleed into the stars
As we become who we are
Could I just stop by and say?
Could you be mine for a day?

And I keep fighting on every day
Saying I don't even need you anymore
Sometimes I don't even notice you're away
Maybe all I need to do is let go

So as we bleed into the stars
As we become who we are
Could I just stop by and say?
Could you be mine for a day?

I try to forget you, but the thought still lingers
The scent of your memories washes over me
The empty spaces around my fingers
Are where yours were supposed to be

So as we bleed into the stars
As we become who we are
Could I just stop by and say
Could you be mine for a day?

If you looked into me then you would see
The fire that's been burning in my soul
And now that you've become a part of me
Tell me, how could I ever be whole?

So as we bleed into the stars
As we become who we are
Could I have stopped by and said,
Could you have been mine for a day?

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