STARS She says she feels so hollow; she tries to be a friend Doesn't believe in tomorrow, goes about her life it never ends This feeling of a distance, this feeling of fear Don't we all want redemption, does anybody care. But I . . . . want the stars, she said But I . . . . want to love , she said "You got to make the world move instead Of standing still at the edge You got to keep your whole life happening Instead of gambling with your death . . . " He said. She always tries to follow, doesn't want to shine in a crowd Her clothes are sometimes borrowed, stark but never loud This feeling of helplessness is something she bore as a child He tried to make some sense of it all and took her as his bride. But I . . . . want the stars, she said But I . . . . want to love , she said |