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I miss the way you kiss tonight;
fistful of stars to sit and wish I might
It’s so alone here, there’s no light
Fistful of stars burn through the darkest night

The bar-room girls they dance and smile
it brings me up for a little while
Maybe if she showed me her tattoo,
I wouldn’t watch the stars and dream of you

	I got a fistful of stars for our love
	And tonight they’re shining down from above
	So here’s a toast to your sweet heart
	Your sweet heart...

I wish he’d break your heart tonight
so you’d come over here and make it right
I’m so angry that I’d like to tell you no,
but I’d see your face, and melt, and leave an open door

I woke up from a lucid dream,
to find that this sweet love was ragged at the seams
And, as you pulled off his unholy jeans,
my world was all over when the siren screamed

	I’ve got a fistful of stars for our love
	And tonight they’re shining down from above
	So here’s a toast to your sweet heart
	Your sweet heart...

So I’ll sit here with whiskey in the glass
and watch as time and constellations pass
I went and bought this old house for the view,
and I can see forever but I can’t see you

This old guitar might be my only friend
to see me right up ‘til the bitter end
I must be such an awful sight,
a lone wolf howling in the empty night

	I’ve got a fistful of stars for our love
	And tonight they’re shining bright from above
	So here’s a toast to your sweet heart
	Your sweet heart...
	Your sweet heart...
	Your sweet heart...
	You’re sweet...