She's lucky number seven
But someday
She'll find her heaven.
She looks at the sky.
And dreams of what could be.
But everything she dreams.
Is stuff they will never see.
He'll lay by her side.
On the grassy ground.
And they'll sit in the dark,
not making a sound.
The look in his eyes
And the smile on his face.
Will tell her he's not a waste,
and that it's not all lies.
The only light shinning upon them.
Is the beautiful glow of the silver moon.
She is startled by the sight of a shooting star.
then she wishes..
That her dream will come true.
And that he's not that far.
