Wishing On Shooting Stars Won't Get You Anywhere, Sweetheart

Oh your beauty surrounds me everywhere
It makes this life easier to bear
Because this beauty cannot be described
I’ll paint a picture before your very eyes
And I’ll say what you want to hear
I’m telling you that I love you, dear

But those words cannot change a thing
They’re just something that I want to sing
The truth is that I have no one here
To tell me they love me or whisper in my ear
I wish that I was looked at differently
But no one wants to love me

I’ll sing
And bring
You to
The perfect thing
The perfect place
And the perfect life
And that’s where
You’ll make me your wife

But those words cannot change a thing
They’re just something that I want to sing
The truth is that I have no one here
To tell me they love me or whisper in my ear
I wish that I was looked at differently
But no one wants to love me

So tonight at the end of this short song
I’ll wish to myself that nothing had gone wrong
And hope that those shooting stars
Will answer my prayers and heal this ugly scar