You know I'm always hiding things, keep my thoughts in a silent place
You still hear what a sign of faith, ain't no designer or diamond rings
So when you're in the room, I don't express it at all
The way I look at you, I wanna write about you
But where do I start
I know it's got to do something with shooting stars
I think it's got to be somewhere on the moon or Mars
From the place you take my heart
You know I'm always hiding things, keep my thoughts in a silent place
You still hear what a sign of faith
Ain't no designer or diamond rings
So you know, but they don't, and that's fine
I'm grateful, cause this place would've stayed closed so I wanna write about you with this new guitar
It only takes your memory to fuel this spark
I know the desire to use this heart comes from the place you take my heart
I wanna write about you, but where do I start