Where ever you go,
I seem to find myself there...

A Pocketful of stars won't by me your love.
But I'll pray ten thousand times to the gods...

Smile, don't you know how beautiful
you are to me...

The words are not spoken,
because he holds back...

Swaying in his arms outside,
together they dance under the moon lit night...

What is it about the stars that attract me to you?
What is it about the crescent moon and the star...

Do you know how much you mean to me?
Do you know how much I think of you each and every...