Remember the stars? They’re still waiting for our wishes Like the ones we made as kids, “I wish I may, I wish I might…” But…
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Remember the stars? They’re still waiting for our wishes Like the ones we made as kids, “I wish I may, I wish I might…” But…
You could’ve loved me Like a raging river Sweeping me away Pulling me under You could’ve drowned me I would have let you Don’t you…
Where is it? Where did it go? You know – the laughter, the fun, The excitement and wonder Dancing on a spree and singing off…