Lyrics
I can see the line of your brassiere
I can contemplate it from here
There's no need for breathlessness
When we're so far apart
I see us writhing in the phone booth
Or laid back in the dewy grass of our youth
Gathering our sweetnesses
And wishing on the Neverstar
The star
Happy days of electrical smiles
And loving evenings falling down in piles
Not imagining a restlessness
That could keep us apart
If I could sleep, there's a chance I could dream
Constantly conjuring these vivid scenes
Insomniacs of the world, good night
No more wishing on the Neverstar
A Neverstar
I wonder where you are
I wonder where you are
No stars anymore
Just fireworks
No stars anymore
Just fireworks
Just fireworks
Just fireworks
Just fireworks
Just fireworks
Yeah