Once again I cannot sleep
the strings holding my smile up have been added to my eyes and so I can only blink

Opening my blinds I find
Its pitch black outside
Not a light in sight
and the moon is playing hide and seek with the clouds
he's a master at that

A bright light flashes across the sky
a shooting star
haven't seen one of those in years
or maybe I just haven't looked up

for if you hope then you'll just get crushed with reality
so why take that risk?

but this time,
just this time
I decide to go for it

I wish on that shooting star
I wish for freedom
of guilt
of shame
of grief
of bad memories
of pain

and I hope
just for a moment
that it might come true
but then I realize

it was an airplane