Forever Hurtling Towards Andromeda

You said love nothing And nothing that you love can be used against you, But if you're trying to save me Then you'll have to try harder. If you're trying to save me Then you'll have to try harder. The sound is an infinite saint That brings me to its knees. To find my way through space, Hurtling like a comet. To find my way through space. If you're trying to save me Then you'll have to try harder. If you're trying to save me Then you will have to try To find my way through space, Hurtling like a comet. To find my way through space. Hey, you've fallen on your dreams. They're running like a river And sounding like a stream. We save for opposite ears. Yeah It doesn't matter what we say. It doesn't matter what we say. What has to, does! Does! What has to, does! What has to, does! What has to, does! What has to, does!