Verse: This [D]love, [Dsus2]it is a dis[A]tant s[Bm]tar [G]Guiding us home whe[A]rever we [Bm]are This [D]love, [Dsus2]it is a [D]burning [G]sun [G]Shining li[A]ght on the t[Bm]hings that we've d[G]one I [Bm]try to speak to you e[G]veryday But each [A]word we spoke, the [G]wind blew a[A]way [G]Could these walls come [D]crumbling [A]down? [G]I want...