She was lost. In the Darkness of the Night Sky.
Blankly staring at it, she began chasing stars.
Beyond one’s understanding, beyond her own… they called her lost.
Deranged as she was, condemned the Stars
And chose to chase ‘him’ instead
The one who is not miles apart,
And yet far away.
For impossible was chasing him.
For impossible was chasing a dream.
For impossible is not, chasing the stars.