She always held on tight Sleepy eyes open wide Through the window watching the light suspended In the cradle of the night A star is dying somewhere She kept a book of the skies Constellation in dots and lines How could something that burns so bright like olden Dark beyond our sight Paper walls were all that we had To hold up the frames of our dreaming Forever a moment away from losing We all need a good dose of illusion And the years spin out of life With little time to look up at the sky Revolving with hopeful lovers To conspire against the stars Paper walls were all that we had To hold up the frames of our dreaming Forever a moment away from losing We all need a good dose of illusion Forever a moment away from losing We all need a good dose We all need a good dose of illusion