I spend so much Time in my mind
Catching stars in the light of the night
Why do
Some shine so bright
And have other stars tried to find
A way to
Shape their
Shine
To be better
Brighter
And make me go out of my mind Have they tried?
I have tried to
Throw out a line Looking out for a sign
That I
I have aimed
For the brightest star out there But how is it fair
That every time I think I caught the right one I see another
Brighter
Bigger Closer
To the sun
Now I lie
In the valley
Trying to throw out a line Could I reach
The right one this time?
Fishing for a fantasy But can you catch
What you can't see?
I keep looking up to the sky
Even though I'm surrounded by Dying stars that lie
At my feet still I try To find
The one that is brighter and further than the rest
'Cuz the ones that I've got simply aren't quite the best
So I have collected a pile
Of stars that ain't worth my while
Now I lie
In the valley
Trying to throw out a line Could I reach
The right one this time?
Fishing for a fantasy
But can you catch
What you can't see?
Now I lie
In the valley
Dying stars overtake me
They burn so bright
That I can no longer see
Which star is calling to me
So I'll keep fishing for a fantasy