Every Star A Path Closer To You
If I could
I would move the stars
Rearrange them into new constellations
That would tell the story of our lives
Mine would depict the tale of a soldier
War torn and battle weary
Holding a heart of lead
With enough scars to last a lifetime
Your sky would describe a traveler
Lonely and exhausted
Never setting down roots
With miles of open road before you
It was a miracle, I think
That your path brought you to me
But if you looked at the stars
They would,
In their ever so romantic way
Imply that it was fate
Which brought us together
As our constellations meet, collide
Clash
Mold together
My story
Yours
Becomes ours
Of a soldier
And a traveler
Who found a home in each other
But I cannot move the stars
Cannot change galaxies
Cannot tell our story in such ways
All I can do
Is write a few insufficient lines
And pretend that each word is a star
