Shooting Stars

Fuck shooting stars, it won't get me where

I need to go, but baby I like to stare

At your eyes, cause the stars they don't compare

just hoping one day that I'll be there

But I can only hope for so much

And now I'm sensitive to the touch

I told myself I wouldn't rush but here I stand

And oh, I know I shouldn’t

But oh Lord, I couldn't

Let this chance pass me by

Who the hell am I to let

One comet control the way I think about you

And who the hell am I to say

That astronomy and space can change my mind on you

So I say

Fuck shooting stars, it won't get me where

I need to go, but baby I like to stare

At your eyes, cause the stars they don't compare

just hoping one day that I'll be there

Keep on movin’, Keep on movin’

Keep on movin’ to you

Keep on movin’, Keep on movin’

Keep on movin’ to you

It seems the harder I try

It just won’t work

But I keep on pushing

Until we both get hurt

And now I’m sitting here wishing there was something to do

Found myself and my mind now it’s my heart that’s confused

Now all I can be is the best person I can

I know that with this guitar I have the world in my hand

I want to relate, restate these thoughts that I have

When you open your mind it hard not to be sad

Now all I need is a partner in crime

Wish on a shooting star that that’s what I’ll find

But who’s to tell me what is real anymore

So, I say fuck those feelings that brought me down before!

Fuck shooting stars, it won't get me where

I need to go, but baby I like to stare

At your eyes, cause the stars they don't compare

just hoping one day that I'll be there