Lyrics The Forecast

The Forecast

Tiny Star

Up to heaven, down to hell

Which of these is better?

I don't want to miss it

I don't want to miss you

Can I meet you there?

I can't see through all the dark in my eyes

I may never see anything again

Build me up so high

So I can almost kiss your face

Facing the morning is always easier

Golden sunlight dancing through the day

You tiny star

Up to heaven, down to hell

Rock and roll is better

Don't want to keep it

Don't want to keep you

'Til you want to stay