Sitting on the edge of life.
Looking up into the night sky.
Talking to the man in the moon;
Telling him about my life.
He seems to listen so attentively but never speaking back.
Looking for a lil direction maybe a lil advice.
I close my eyes and listen to the night.
When I open them again a shooting star flies by.
I close my eyes tight and wish with all my might.
Dream a lil dream; waiting for the day the man in the moon makes my wish come true.
~Sparrow~
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