...We drew our own constellations...

Just listening to Jack Johnson...

It was just another night
With a sunset and a moonrise
Not so far behind
To give us just enough light
To lay down underneath the stars
We listened to Papa's translations
Of the stories across the sky
We drew our own constellations

The last line made me remember a love long past, and how one night we really did draw constellations together... Will that ever happen again?...