Post by ladyrileylupus on Nov 16, 2003 16:43:17 GMT -5
Sitting outside watching the shooting stars
Little lights flying across the sky
Like dreams out of reach so up high
Wishing I had wings so that I could fly
Wishing on a shooting star
Hoping to catch it and go away from here
Away from the world of money
To a place that was so clear
Wishing on a shooting star
For my dreams to come true
Dreams so close yet so far
As they went and flew
Does the sky cry because a dream failed?
Did the tears fall from above in joy?
I sit here on the front porch and wonder
Am I just one of many toys?
Going to work during the day
Coming back home to complaints
Sleeping in my empty cold sheets
Like some canvas with smeared paints.
Wishing on a shooting star
For my dreams to come true
Dreams so close yet so far
As they went and flew
Another day comes and goes
I sit on the porch to see the dawn
Another day alone, Another night I cried
In this chess game as a small pawn
Nothing else to do but keep moving on
Waiting for that chance when all my dreams come true
The thing is there are no fairytales
As a kid I dreamt, but I grew
Wishing on a shooting star
For my dreams to come true
Dreams so close yet so far
As they went and flew
There are no fairytales anymore...
Life is no video store
Little lights flying across the sky
Like dreams out of reach so up high
Wishing I had wings so that I could fly
Wishing on a shooting star
Hoping to catch it and go away from here
Away from the world of money
To a place that was so clear
Wishing on a shooting star
For my dreams to come true
Dreams so close yet so far
As they went and flew
Does the sky cry because a dream failed?
Did the tears fall from above in joy?
I sit here on the front porch and wonder
Am I just one of many toys?
Going to work during the day
Coming back home to complaints
Sleeping in my empty cold sheets
Like some canvas with smeared paints.
Wishing on a shooting star
For my dreams to come true
Dreams so close yet so far
As they went and flew
Another day comes and goes
I sit on the porch to see the dawn
Another day alone, Another night I cried
In this chess game as a small pawn
Nothing else to do but keep moving on
Waiting for that chance when all my dreams come true
The thing is there are no fairytales
As a kid I dreamt, but I grew
Wishing on a shooting star
For my dreams to come true
Dreams so close yet so far
As they went and flew
There are no fairytales anymore...
Life is no video store