every night i make a wish
on the first star i see in the night sky
when you don’t magically appear in my room
i make a new wish on a new star
the night sky is filled with my wishes of you
people think the stars come out because night falls
but it’s my love that light
the twinkling diamonds scattered up there
i’ll keep adding stars on the velvety stretch of sky
above my house
soon the night will be brighter than the day
or you will be in my arms