I look up at the night sky,
wondering what it's like to fly.

To stare down at the city lights,
to finally reach my soaring sights.

In my dream you were there,
but you dont speak you only stare.

Your eyes will tell me what you feel,
let's leave this dream and make it real.

Life may be changing but we'll always have the past,
kiss her as if each kiss will be the last.