I followed the stones to find my heart.
Polaris please point me home.
Show me where to lay my mind, behind.

A decade apart, let's measure by light.
That night by the lake. I screamed at the stars,
at the thought of leaving all, behind.

How could I leave the light?
How could I leave the light?
How could I agree to leave
the light behind that night?

I followed the notes to find my heart.
Polaris please point me home.
Show me the shooting stars, aligned.

How could I leave the light?
How could I leave the light?
How could I agree to leave
the light behind that night?