They say the night will always win
But I've seen bold Phoebus breaking in
through a tow truck window
As the world rolled out below
I sang favourites is a fools game
I was wrong because along you came
and now I know
There's nothing that I wouldn't give
To start and end my days like this
I sang time can't be turned back
as we lay in shades of blue
And in your room of green, you sang
It's the natural thing to do
So I'll map the marks upon your back
I'll trace a course, a finger's track line
to be lost and found in
Oh we're all just navigating
A three star constellation on your chest
my weary head rest
and we begin
There's nothing that I wouldn't give
To start and end my days like this