I watch the stars as days go by
I see the way they seem to fly
How can I make you see
How can I take you by the wing
So you will see the things I dream
Instead your seeing the feelings as they die
While we're watching the stars as if they cry
Knowing the feelings that have gone past
Missing the feelings that have always last
Seeing them calling like their dreams
Your watching them leave
As I'm seeing them rise to the scene
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