Falling stars
How do I believe you are not far? That when I call you You would come running With the winds and clouds I want to believe in prayers That they go beyond the skies And listen to me saying To let me see you again somehow I want to believe in hope That thin line between Hanging on and falling Hoping you remember how I sound I also want to believe in fate Which keeps turning around That it will leave me clues Which I will pick up and reach you And when nothing works out I will lay awake all night And wish to the falling stars Knowing that it is nothing But dust falling to the ground I will still wish to them To remind you Of the love you left behind