As i lay in the bed all night
wondering if everything will be alright.
Wishing upon a shooting star
hoping our relationship want go to far..
Hoping my dream will come true
soon...
Why i sit here staring at the moon..
The next morning i lay awake thinking
about if everything is going to be okay..
Just hoping his hand is there for me to hold...
For when i lay in my cascate..
So cold..
-Crystal-
