Stood out in the rain.
  Let it soak me down,
  Before I called you:
  I called you.
  
  You did not see me there,
  Hidden by the dark,
  Beneath your window,
  But I saw you.
  
  When putting on a face for the mirror on the wall.
  Dreaming that the looking glass is you.
  Catching my fondest gazes;
  Living through my fickle phases.
  I love you.
  
  Spend my time on 'phones,
  Tryin' just to talk,
  But you didn't answer:
  You let it ring.
  
  Spend my nights alone,
  Catching fallin' stars,
  To give to you, love.
  They're just for you.
  
  Stars fall every time a lover has to face the truth.
  And far too many stars have fell on me.
  And as they trail the skies,
  And burn their paths upon my eyes,
  I cry.
  
  And it's getting easier, each day, to weep about you.
  Harder, every night, to sleep without you.
  How many years must I be,
  Driven by this dream of love with you?