I saw a star beneath the stairs glowing through
the melting walls.
Who will be the first to begin their fall?
Or we will become one?
Am I the star beneath teh stairs?
Am I a ghost upon the stage?
Am I your anything?
I saw a star beneath the stairs glowing bright
before descent
and in the morning there is nothing left but
what's inside of me.
And I don't want to die tonight; will you believe
in me?
And I don't want to fall into the light.
Will you wish upon?
Will you walk upon me?
I don't want to die tonight.
Will you.