I was born with my back to the stars
Turn me over, I'd like to see
Here comes the morning to end our dream
Turn me over, I'd like to see
I was born with my back to the stars
Please see that they tell my truth
Please see that they tell my truth
So who's your favorite superhero?
Or did we lose the fear?
Or maybe we just don't need saving
But while we're here
Could you tell me when the lights come on?
This does not feel like home
If it's something that I paid for
It should be something that I own
So don't we look pretty with nowhere to go?