These stars are falling down, one by one.
Can I get out this time?
'Coz I'm not sure how much more of this I'm willing to take.
I'm tryin' not to think about it,
but these thoughts are running wild inside my mind.
What do I do when I find no reason, no rhyme?

Tell me, what do I do when I watch you fade away,
right in front of my eyes?