In a box under my bed I've kept them Safe from all the world.
And every one Wished upon in some way, But that never works out.
Burning bright then burning out. Disappear and then fall down. Are they special or just broken, Dying or moving on.
Am i always wrong, did you see it? (Am i that wrong?) There's another one right there, (Is it me every time?) And it's falling, (Show me how to take this,) 'Cause it's finished being a star. (As you go on and on...)
Can you feel it? (Am i that wrong?) Does it mean as much to you? (Is it me every time?) Honestly, honestly, (Show me how to take this,) Honestly... (As you go on and go on...)
Can you feel it? (Am i that wrong?) Does it mean as much to you? (Is it me every time?) Honestly, honestly, (Show me how to take this,) Honestly? (As you go on and go on...)