Looking at the stars, lying hand in hand,
out on the beach, out on the sand.
I see a shooting star, up very far.
I made a wish, hoping it will come true,
hoping that special someone would be you.
Thinking of my wish,
and that one special kiss,
you turn and look at me, and all for that while,
I was obsessed with just your smile.
I turn and look away,
realizing it was day.
Somehow I'm in my bed.
I can't remember a thing you said.
I look for you, you're not there.
I look again, you're not anywhere.
Now I know that loving you is all like a dream...
one that will never come true, if you know what I mean.
