Lets open up our minds and hearts,
And I'll tell you what, love is smart...

Here I lay,
Trying to sleep...

The week before you left for good,
I told myself that I misunderstood...

My friend to me is what you are,
As we wish upon the shooting star...

There I lay, on the cold ground,
This is where it will end,I wont make a sound...

I read this in the paper,
And it really made me think...

A twist of my wrist,
I point to the sky...

The phone rang its usual three rings,
I thought it was a friend, telling me things...