Remix Monkey Beats — Paper Stars

Paper stars above your bed. All the things we haven't said.
If the world feels much too wide, I'll be sitting by your side.
Paper stars, one, two, three.
You can leave the rest to me.
One, two, three.
Stay with me.
Yeah. You're drawing on the fridge, my jacket on the chair.
I know that things have changed, I know it isn't fair.
I missed a thousand moments, I can't bring back those days.
But I can be here now and hear what you have to say.