Two stars, three stars The night sky above used to mean everything Two horses in love Girl in a sling How come your eyes come In and out of focus in the park All alone, early spring Girl in a sling I've been sifting through these remains for years Bitter tears, bitter pills Oh, it sucks when there's nothing but gold in those hills! Girl, I know what you're going through I'm going there too Girl, I know what you're going through I'm going there too I'm going there too I'm going there...