memories come and memories go
some stay young and some grow old
the tide has changed, the ebb has flown
now don't forget what you have known
every new rotation leaves us further apart
and every conversation seems to break my heart
but every constellation is made of shooting stars
that found their home
you know i hate to let you down
my willpower is wearing out
i think you need a thicker skin
uh oh, here we go again
every new rotation leaves us further apart
and every conversation seems to break my heart
but every constellation is made of shooting stars
that found their home
all the dreams and all the gold
could never really fill the hole
distance makes the heart grow cold
but i just can't let go
every new rotation leaves us further apart
and every conversation seems to break my heart
but every constellation is made of shooting stars
that found their home