Sometimes you can lose your mind Those days were sad and cold I don't want them back I hope you don't take my way 'Cause I feel a runaway And the constellations in my skin Are survivors from place of feels We are time wasted in our heads So let's start again in May Long ago you abandoned your mind I know a lot about you, so And the constellations in my skin Are survivors from place of feels And the constellations in my skin Are survivors from place of feels