Somewhere in the world, there is always at least one shooting star falling to earth. . .
And one of those brightly lit freefalling balls of stardust holds the wish that you and I be together,
I wonder if I found that star. . . and I could hold it in my hands. . . Would that wish come true?
Some nights I tell you that I’m going to reach you in the higher world. . . but you already know I only make it one or two times. . .
All the other times, it’s just an endless darkness. . . failing to get to you. . . until only sleep takes me over. . .
Am I just trying endlessly to go against fate? Is it that I was so stupid for falling so in love with you? But, I could not help it. . .
Or was my interpretation correct, that the universe said we have a deeper connection. . .? I don’t really know anymore. . .
On my birthday, there was a rare eclipse that only happens once in almost two centuries. . .
On your birthday, there was a rare blue moon that only happens once in almost two centuries. . .
The two are connected – because whenever there’s a solar eclipse it’s always in the company of a lunar eclipse – but the two never meet. They are partners that cannot be together.
Maybe you and I only come to earth once every two centuries. . . just to endlessly find each other again. . .
Why does your smile never leave my thoughts. . .?
Why do your glimmering eyes never leave my heart. . .?
Why does your voice always touch the core of my being. . .?
And why does my heart want nothing more than yours. . .