I watch the shooting stars
Fly across the sky
And I wonder why
I can't be up that high
It would be nice
To fly in the sky
Just like a shooting star
Up so high
But I know it could never happen
So I watch the shooting stars
Fly across the sky
And I wonder why
I can't be up that high.
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