I match the stars

It’s a weird thing
To be alone
Away from all you have ever known
All you have ever shown
Falls beneath your lap
So you lean down to reach for it,
And all of a sudden your trapped
Even though you hold a map
I match the stars as best I can so that you don’t have to be too far from home
So wherever you may rome,
I know we will both look up and see
The pattern in the stars that I intended to be
But I’ll wait a while longer, under this dome
As I hope and pray you just pick up the phone,
And I’ll match the stars as best I can so that you don’t have to be too far from home
Home
Where we want to go
I match the stars as best I can, so that, you don’t have to be too far from home...