Everyone loves to wish on a folling star
but what about the star
If you do recieve your wish
What happens to the star
The star is falling
So why wish on it
It already has bad fate
For goodness sake
It falling out of place
How is is suppose to grate your wish
If it can not grate its own
It own wish to stay in the sky
To not have to say good bye
To the stars still up there
but to late
It down here
That poor falling star
And with the person you are
You hope it will grate you something
Even though that star has nothing