You said you will be my star at the break of dawn
You are the star to shine on me
My star that would care and never leave me…
How did you made me believe?
That wishes will come true if I wish upon a shooting star?
How did you made me believe?
That constellation will guide me and will bring me to you…
But when in reality,
I know
I could never reach a star
For they are too far
That I could never own a star
Such as you are…
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