we are like wishful stars bathing in sunlight dwelling in palaces, floating on thin air inspired by faith and will we weave the fabric our small lives and our big plans are made of a baseless vision of revels unending is driving us down the unlighted pathway
don’t let it end here, don’t let it all slip away we are floating in the air don’t leave us right now, we are such stuff, the fragile stuff that dreams are made on
and I remember now we were immortal lovers and heroes if only for a while grew up with confidence that there’s a big plan behind the universe and the wheel of chance the gilded monuments, the cloud-capped towers all we hold dear will dissolve and disappear
don’t let it end here, don’t let it all slip away we are floating in the air don’t leave us right now, we are such stuff, the fragile stuff that dreams are made on