With a feeling of inevitability Like a circle, time closing in on me I turn to you I think you always knew I'd turn to you If you don't know me now Part of me doesn't want to let you find out But I know you'll find out You're a picture of infinite possibility I see chaos You see a symphony I don't see beauty But I think you do I hope it's true We can't change the color of the sky But we can rage against the night We can't hold what falls apart But we make our stars We write our love We choose our hearts We fight our fights We make our stars If I'm the product of a self fulfilling prophecy Then how did something good come unexpectedly? Maybe fate is playing on my side this one time We can't change the color of the sky But we can rage against the night We can't hold what falls apart But we make our stars We write our love We choose our hearts We fight our fights We make our stars I wanna choose But if I choose I know I'll just choose you