Telescope
Playing house when we were kids
In a fortress made of sticks
Melting snowflakes on our tongues
Oh it was simple when we were young
We fell and we scraped our knees
On the fence in the backyard
We waited for the wounds to heal
No lesson learned so far
Putting names on stars through a telescope
It's a little bit funny how little we know
Then we turn into ashes, and ashes to stone
Hold me close, Oh
They're putting names on stars through a telescope
And I can't even figure love out
How little I know
Hold me close
Weren't we supposed to learn
How to keep from getting hurt?
Can somebody fill me in
I'm waiting for the wisdom to kick in
I fell and I wrecked myself
On the fence 'round your heart
Now I'm waiting for the wounds to heal
No lesson learned so far
Putting names on stars through a telescope
It's a little bit funny how little we know
Then we turn into ashes, and ashes to stone
Hold me close, Oh
They're putting names on stars through a telescope
And I can't even figure love out
How little I know
Hold me close
Putting names on stars through a telescope
It's a little bit funny how little we know
Then we turn into ashes, and ashes to stone
Hold me close, Oh
They're putting names on stars through a telescope
And I can't even figure love out
How little I know
Hold me close
In a fortress made of sticks
Melting snowflakes on our tongues
Oh it was simple when we were young
We fell and we scraped our knees
On the fence in the backyard
We waited for the wounds to heal
No lesson learned so far
Putting names on stars through a telescope
It's a little bit funny how little we know
Then we turn into ashes, and ashes to stone
Hold me close, Oh
They're putting names on stars through a telescope
And I can't even figure love out
How little I know
Hold me close
Weren't we supposed to learn
How to keep from getting hurt?
Can somebody fill me in
I'm waiting for the wisdom to kick in
I fell and I wrecked myself
On the fence 'round your heart
Now I'm waiting for the wounds to heal
No lesson learned so far
Putting names on stars through a telescope
It's a little bit funny how little we know
Then we turn into ashes, and ashes to stone
Hold me close, Oh
They're putting names on stars through a telescope
And I can't even figure love out
How little I know
Hold me close
Putting names on stars through a telescope
It's a little bit funny how little we know
Then we turn into ashes, and ashes to stone
Hold me close, Oh
They're putting names on stars through a telescope
And I can't even figure love out
How little I know
Hold me close
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Writer(s): Emma Elisabeth Dittrich
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