There were nights I'd stare at the stars
And they'd remind me of your eyes.
The moon heard every word
I was wanting to tell you.
I spilled my soul for no one--
Words flowing like the Milky Way.
You were the wish I placed upon
The shooting stars that passed.
I didn't notice the freezing wind,
Wasn't frightened by the darkness.
My sight stayed fixed upon the heavens
Looking at every star again and again.
Each one that my eyes touched
Represented a memory of you:
Bright, beautiful, and distant--
Lasting me the rest of my life.
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