I always wished on stars
While some wished for golden bars
I wished for love
Someone who'd make my heart skip when thought of
While they got bars of gold
I remain without someone to hold
I'm wondering if my stars died
Wondering if anyone has tried
I'm sick of being let down
Sick and tired of my frown
I need to find a heart
Just one who won't tear mine apart
Still no one wants me to love and hold
It's hard to believe the world has become so cold
But because they have I grow alone and old.