I swear you turned the scars in my body into Stars, What
I saw as pain, You made into Art, You held me like I mattered,
Like I was meant to be in your arms. Seems like every man before was destined to be wrong, it was you I was dreaming of and wishing all along.
How are you so familiar to me? Where did we meet? Maybe last lifetime ,locked eyes on the street, or possibly lovers that ended unexpected, so here we are ment to try and ressurrect it.