| Song | How am I supposed to see the stars |
| Artist | Silje Nergaard |
| Album | Nightwatch |
| 作曲 : Silje Nergaard & Mike McGurk | |
| I won't disown | |
| Those things my heart has sown | |
| The blame is mine along | |
| I made this fickle heart my own | |
| But how am I supposed to see the stars | |
| How am I supposed to see that far | |
| I see the cost | |
| Of all this heart has lost | |
| And how those dice were tossed | |
| In lives this fickle heart has crossed | |
| But how am I supposed to see the stars | |
| How am I supposed to see that far | |
| How am I supposed to start | |
| And change an ever-changing heart | |
| Light some corner of a mind | |
| That isn't there for me to find | |
| And how am I supposed to see | |
| The stars you say are meant for me | |
| How am I supposed to praise | |
| Those stars with eyes I cannot raise | |
| Maybe I'm supposed to say | |
| I'm walking tall on feet of clay | |
| Resting only when I check | |
| The albatross around my neck | |
| How am I supposed to see | |
| The stars you say are meant for me | |
| How am I to see... | |
| But how can I | |
| Who lent my heart the lie | |
| Now lift...up heart and eye | |
| And let that fickle heart see sky | |
| And how am I supposed to see the stars | |
| How am I supposed to see that far |
| zuò qǔ : Silje Nergaard Mike McGurk | |
| I won' t disown | |
| Those things my heart has sown | |
| The blame is mine along | |
| I made this fickle heart my own | |
| But how am I supposed to see the stars | |
| How am I supposed to see that far | |
| I see the cost | |
| Of all this heart has lost | |
| And how those dice were tossed | |
| In lives this fickle heart has crossed | |
| But how am I supposed to see the stars | |
| How am I supposed to see that far | |
| How am I supposed to start | |
| And change an everchanging heart | |
| Light some corner of a mind | |
| That isn' t there for me to find | |
| And how am I supposed to see | |
| The stars you say are meant for me | |
| How am I supposed to praise | |
| Those stars with eyes I cannot raise | |
| Maybe I' m supposed to say | |
| I' m walking tall on feet of clay | |
| Resting only when I check | |
| The albatross around my neck | |
| How am I supposed to see | |
| The stars you say are meant for me | |
| How am I to see... | |
| But how can I | |
| Who lent my heart the lie | |
| Now lift... up heart and eye | |
| And let that fickle heart see sky | |
| And how am I supposed to see the stars | |
| How am I supposed to see that far |