As the sun sinks over the sanguine dunes
We are drawn again
Moths to an unhooded lamp
Powerless as sleepwalkers
Ensorcelled
Willingly ensnared
Oh, my stars, you made my heaven bright again
Bright again
Oh, my stars, you made my heaven bright again
Bright again
And we keep running back here
We keep running back here
But is it the place itself that hold us so
Or what we find there?
Memories take root there
We leave a little piece there each time
As treasure trove
To retrieve on our return
Oh, my stars, you made my heaven bright again
Bright again
Oh, my stars, you made my heaven bright again
Bright again
And we keep running back here
We keep running back here
And we keep running back here
We keep running back here