Lost Stars

Album: Begin Again (2014)
Charted: 82
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  • Please don't see just a boy caught up in dreams and fantasies
    Please see me reaching out for someone I can't see
    Take my hand let's see where we wake up tomorrow
    Best laid plans sometimes are just a one night stand
    I'd be damned Cupid's demanding back his arrow
    So let's get drunk on our tears and

    God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the young
    It's hunting season and the lambs are on the run
    Searching for meaning
    But are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?

    Who are we? Just a speck of dust within the galaxy?
    Woe is me, if we're not careful turns into reality
    Don't you dare let our best memories bring you sorrow
    Yesterday I saw a lion kiss a deer
    Turn the page maybe we'll find a brand new ending
    Where we're dancing in our tears and

    God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the young
    It's hunting season and the lambs are on the run
    Searching for meaning
    But are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark? (Ooh-ooh, ooh)

    And I thought I saw you out there crying (ooh-ooh)
    And I thought I heard you call my name (yeah-yeah)
    And I thought I heard you out there crying
    Oh, just the same

    God, give us the reason youth is wasted on the young
    It's hunting season and this lamb is on the run
    Searching for meaning
    But are we all lost stars, trying to light, light up the dark? (Ooh-ooh, ooh)

    And I thought I saw you out there crying (ooh, ooh, ooh)
    And I thought I heard you call my name (ooh, ooh-ooh)
    And I thought I heard you out there crying, oh

    But are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?
    But are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark? Writer/s: Danielle A. Brisebois, Gregg Alexander, Nick P. Lashley, Nicky John Southwood
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Justchecking from CaliforniaFirst of all I'm a big fan of Adam Levine and Maroon 5. I don't this this is an original song by Adam Levine. I have heard the original in the mid 80's from the oldies stations back then. It was sung by a female artist that sounds like Karen Carpenter.
  • @_in98 from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.This is bout a middle-age 30 years olds Chinese Dr from Penang state, in well develop the city that stays alone n lonely...He is so busy until he fails to look for someone special...name sweet potato, he is so busy fighting Covid_19 until he is in existential despair state...This is from the movie that he watches at teenage years n it reminds him of his friends that all got thy own life..... Forest98...
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