
"I told you once:
I don't care for stars.
You replied:
I don't care for you.
Still i tried:
but I would get you one
if I could and I can't
you know
my spaceship is out of fuel.
You shot me by saying:
maybe you just can't
reach them.
First I didn't say
then I said:
maybe they just like
to be alone.
Your eyes asked me:
Why should they?
That answer I did know
someone told me
long ago:
so you can dream them.
Such a crazy idea
caught you by surprise:
I see,
but why do they blink
if not calling me?
I didn't know for sure
but maybe the right answer
was this:
I suppose they're really tired
or maybe drunk
I don't know
oh... I keep dreaming of maybes
maybe I love you
maybe I don't.(...)
Did I say
I would buy you a star?
oh I would
if I just could."
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