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“Excuse me, I’m lost…”

“Excuse me, I’m lost…”
“Who are you? Why would you come to me?”

Here we are (“up here at night”)
(yeah!)
I’m tied down
in the dark in my mind
baby, come on, come on
and i know
girl i know you want
to trust you
and going and going
the night you feel alive
the night you feel alive for me
(“come down to us”)

“don’t be afraid to step into the unknown”
“become one…”
“don’t… don’t… don’t be afraid”
stars, down
come on, the stars, down to us, in the dark, in my mind!
“This is the moment when you see who you are!”
baby, come on! come on!
stars, dark, down, in my mind, in my mind, yeah!
“let yourself go, don’t be afraid”
to trust in you and
going

“go”
“…love me”
you are a star to me
angel
you are the world to me
you send a good a star
look for assure you
unlock the love
key and lock
want the love
“sorry I ran away”
just to be me
you

you are a star
there’s no one like you, angel

saw myself crying
and i feel hunger or i feel sick of
somewhere with love, somewhere
“what you should never do is give up.”

“you love me?”
i am down… to me
“you are not alone.”

“There’s something out there!”
there’s something in all of us

“Without examples, without models, I began to believe voices in my head, that I am a freak, that I am broken, that there is something wrong with me, that I will never lovable. Years later, I find the courage to admit that I am transgender, and that does not mean that I am unlovable. This world that we imagine in this room might be used to gain access to other rooms, other worlds, previously unimaginable.”

“…who are you? …why would you come to me?”