I wish upon a star to be
The girl you think you see in me

I wish upon the candles of cake
To be the girl I try to fake

I wish upon each fourth clover
To become the spitting image of her

I wish upon each coin I throw
To be the girl you desire to know

I wish upon each rainbow I see
That I was the girl you'd ask marry me

I wish upon every white horse
Our paths will blend to a single course

I wish upon each full moon
To become the girl you notice soon

But a wish is merely a wish, you see
A boy like you is never to be
With a girl like myself, a girl like me.

Supposing that we lit some candles.
One for each person on this earth,
we would blow one out at a funeral
and light one up at a birth.

The world would grow darker
every time we lost a fighter
but with every new born baby
it gets just that bit brighter.

If you travelled into a city that was dark and gritty
you'd know that they didn't have many in their committee.
But.. If the light was brilliant and bright
it would send a beaming message throughout the night.

Saying "We are here! And we are alive!"
Not wanting to be alone we endeavor to collide
and form one giant, shining beacon
that burns so fierce we're sure it can't weaken

We sparkle and crackle and bend nature to our whim
the mighty fire so strong it just had to gave in.
With it we forged iron and buildings, cars and computers
and lit paths of lives to guide commuters

We lit up the universe as far as we could see
Improving our lives greatly with technology
obsessed with our professed fixture on practicality
we completely forgot about morality

Our fires forged weapons which we aimed next door
In one swift movement we saw the effects of war
6,000,000 candles extinguished
over arguments on which light is most distinguished

So fixated on this light we blinded our eyes
and the candle smoke filled the skies.
We thought candles were good, they elevated us higher
but now all we have is thick smoke and fire.

The fire consuming all in its route
the root of our lives follow suite.
It's eating the oxygen and burning the grass
the sand is melting and forming to glass.

The glass it shatters into a thousand pieces
more candles are lighting, the temperature increases
The resources decline, as do the candles
buried in ash a hundred thousand scandals.

Now only a few lit candles remain
as they slowly melt and fade away.

All this bitter fury locked within here
My mind is reeling, nowhere to turn to
I stand on a cliff looking down in fear
My head is jumbled, thoughts I had askew

Surrounded by people, yet all alone
I feel lost inside, they see but don't care
Each day while they watch my despair has grown
I want to ask for help, but I don't dare

I can't think straight, my minds locked in neutral
My dreams are slipping away as I fade
Paths chosen in my life I can't control
Decisions for me already been made

I want to turn the pages of my life
But they won't let me, they only cause strife

I am looking at the moon.
Do you see it too?
Look for my reflection,
As it aches for you.

What will you look like?
Will we cross paths soon?
Until then I wait and wonder,
And gaze at the moon.

Pitter patter of tiny feet
Running up and down the street
Sounds of laughter, sounds of screams
Will come haunt me in my dreams
The children meet in stocking feet
Their night clothes blow across concrete
They join hands and sing a song
In all our hearts we sing along
They drop hands and turn around
And scatter back throughout the town
In their homes they go to sleep
And pray The Lord their soul to keep

Angels swirl across the skies
Echoing their sweet goodbyes