I won't disown
Those things my heart has sown
The blame is mine alone
I made this fickle heart my own
But how am I supposed to see the stars
How am I supposed to see that far
I see the cost
Of all this heart has lost
And how those dice were tossed
In lives this fickle heart has crossed
But how am I supposed to see the stars
How am I supposed to see that far
How am I supposed to start
And change an ever changing heart
Light some corners of a mind
That isn't there for me to find
How am I supposed to see
The stars you say are meant for me
How am I supposed to praise
Those stars with eyes I cannot raise
Maybe I'm supposed to say
I'm walking tall on feet of clay
Resting only when I check
The albatross around my neck
How am I supposed to see
The stars you say are meant for me
How am I to see
But how can I
Who lent my heart the lie
Now lift up heart and eye
And may the fickle heart see sky
And how am I supposed to see the stars
How am I supposed to see that far
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