Where we're dancing in our tears and

　　God, tell us the reason youth

　　is wasted on the young

　　It's hunting season

　　and the lambs are on the run

　　Searching for meaning

　　But are we all lost stars,

　　trying to light up the dark?

　　I thought I saw you out there crying

　　I thought I heard you call my name

　　I thought I saw you out there crying

　　Just the same

　　God, tell us the reason

　　youth is wasted on the young

　　It's hunting season

　　and the lambs are on the run

　　Searching for meaning

　　But are we all lost stars,

　　trying to light up the dark?

　　I thought I saw you out there crying

　　I thought I heard you call my name

　　I thought I saw you out there crying

　　But are we all lost stars,

　　trying to light up the dark?

　　But are we all lost stars,

　　trying to light up the dark?