I'm standing on a brigid,
the moon gazeing down at me.
The night's sky is so blank and bleak,
dark and daring.
Taunting me to try and challenage it.
Yet, I know you're above me now.                      
Floating as a star,
I'm in envy of your beauty, my Love.
Keep shining brighter then the others,
causeing then to flinch from being
so weak compared to you.

DO you think if I ran through the
sky tonight,
that i'd reach you before
dawn broke through?
Do you think I could catch you,
if you became a falling star?
I want to gleam right next to you,
to smile down upon Earth,
just to see all the people and everything
you get to see everynight.
Do you think I could reach to the stars,
just to get to you?

The stars sparkle and gleam
like silver bullets in the sky
that looks like an ebony sea,
out to swallow everything in its path.
Am I pure enough to become a star,
or am I destined to be without you
forever til the stars collapise
and turn to dust?
I'll fight and run faster,
trying to get to you high above my head.