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