Don't you listen about the moon
When they tell you she doesn't move
You know, I know that that's not true
Because I know she follows you

And I think that she's the only thing
I share with you

In the backseat of max's car
Philadelphia gobbles up the stars
A thousand miles from where you are
If my arms were long enough I’d reach that far

And I think longings another thing
I share with you
But not for me like I for you