Infamously lonely
I sit in my room
Thinking about
all the things we've been through

I pull down a star for you
each and every night
Been doing it since you left my side.
Now there is no more left to enjoy.

My closet is full
of bright shinning stars.
Saving them up for the day you return
I'll put them back up and say they came with you

Infamously lonely
I sit in my room
Thinking about
all the things we've been through.

Believing in dreams
is what its about.
I have many dreams/ all about you
directly meaning/ I believe in you

I believe

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