Constellations

Have this dream, where you and me
 Were lost somewhere in Joshua Tree
 Discussing all these little things
 How they used to be
 All those freckles and constellations
 Stuck inside my imagination, running wild
 Running through the light
 (Oh)
 These dreams may fade, and only time will tell
 We, forever real
 Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make-believe?
 Where we truly meant to be?
 All those numbers, all those pages.
 Hope we wander on the stage, once again someday
 Cause all your records and dirty T-Shirts.
 All reminders of what we were.
 I've thrown them all the way.
 (Oh)
 These dreams may fade and only time will tell
 We, forever real.
 Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make believe
 Where we truly meant to be?
 Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make believe
 Where we truly meant to be?
 (Oh)
 These dreams may fade and only time will tell
 We, forever real
 Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make believe
 Where we truly meant to be?