the stars are old, and i am young
we both feel far away:
if i became a star
would you become an astronaut
to find me?
the stars cannot forget their song
i sometimes think i may:
if i should lose my voice
would you still love me just as much
despite me?
the stars will die, and i shall live
when they are gone away:
when i am old and worn
will you neglect the world to sit
beside me?
we both feel far away:
if i became a star
would you become an astronaut
to find me?
the stars cannot forget their song
i sometimes think i may:
if i should lose my voice
would you still love me just as much
despite me?
the stars will die, and i shall live
when they are gone away:
when i am old and worn
will you neglect the world to sit
beside me?
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