A shooting star has never dreamed
that you and I could never be.
In the sky, oh in the dark,
above the sleepers, here we are.
A shooting star has never dreamed
that you and I could ever part.
'Cause that's the beauty in our dreams
and wishes in the galaxies.
Like a summer's day of flying kites
with flowers down that kissed goodbyes.
To Christmas and its glowing lights
that strung our happy dreams to life.
A shooting star has never dreamed
that you and I could lose enough.
Sleepless nights would see the dark
and dreams would never hear the lies.
We whispered plenty here and there
about the ones who'd never part.
Oh, a shooting star has never dreamed
that you and I would grow apart.
Those were happy days ago
and it was late to see the blight that
took the bond between us now.
I said there's nothing in my life
that could spur me to my likes.
I was wrong, and now you see
that you were one I loved so dear.
A shooting star has always dreamed
that you and I could never be.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.