Look at the stars, look how they shine for you
Feels like the weight of the world
Well, I heard that you're leavin'
I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night
A hundred days have made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face
There's a path running under the city
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Well, well, well, what have we here?
On my way up north up on the ventura
Look if you had one shot, one opportunity, to seize everything you ever wanted, one moment, would you capture it or just let it slip?