The Stars Look Lonely Tonight,
Each Miles Apart,
Constantly Shinning For Others,
They Are Infinite.
Higher Than Any Man Could Count,
I See A Lonesome Star Tonight,
Shinning, Twinkling,
Just For Me.
I Fly To Him,
And Sit On His Left Point.
We Talk And Watch The Others,
Counting Infinitely,
Higher Than Any Man Could Count.
And We Watch The World Below Us,
We Watch People,
While They Sleep,
Talk,
Love,
Hate,
You See My Star Becomes Silent,
His Light Dies,
And His Mouth Forms The Words,
I'm Sorry.
Then We Descend Into The Atmosphere,
I Prepare My Last Goodbyes
To My New Home.
We Crash Into The Ground,
He Tells Me To Run.
Back To Reality.
Back To The Dreams That Haunt My Thoughts,
As I Follow His Directions,
For I Have No Choice.
His Light, That Used To Pull Me Closer Is Slowly,
Dimming,Dieing.
I Look Over My Shoulder For One Last Glimpse Of My Home.
For I Don't Feel Pain.
I Fell Despair.
For I Have No Twinkling,Shinning
Home.
I Turn My Head Away From That Beautiful Disaster.
And Run After My Next Dream.