I lay here alone every night
my pen sliding across sheets of paper
thoughts of you drifting through my mind
wondering where you are
what your doing
what your thinking
i look up out into the sky,
i stare at the stars as if i am looking into your eyes
one single star i like to call mine
i close my eyes every night make my wish
and usually hope you'll call me later that night
i make my wish and ponder for a while whether or not
you have ever wished upon that single star i wish upon
how romantic to think about
all the beautiful eyes staring
at that one single
glissing star.