[Verse] Small as a pebble in Saturn’s wide ring, I watched the great planets turn. You said, “Little moon, you can’t move a thing,” I felt my cold surface burn. [Chorus] But I bend your course by a hair, by a heartbeat, A quiet pull, a tide beneath your feet. Worlds turn—and I’m there in the arc they follow; Small does not mean I leave no mark tomorrow. [Outro] You changed your path. I changed mine too. The whole sky shifted— when I reached for you. [End]
