No one seems to think too much of me hereAnd they’re glad to tell it to my faceAnd they’re right I’m not supposed to be hereI’m completely out of placeSomehow there has got to be a reasonEvenings as I try to think it throughThere’s a bolt from the blueAnd I see a shooting starSet apart from all the restWhile the other stars are standing stillHe’s on a questEvery night this shooting starDarts across the twilight skyCause he knows he doesn’t quite fit inAnd he’s longing to know whyI feel so much better when it’s night timeThat’s when I can sort of disappearWhen the sun has set in it’s the right timeFor pretending I’m not hereSometimes I just stare up to the heavensWondering if the answer is insideThat’s when I see the lightOf myself that shooting starOn his way to who knows whereHe’s the one like all the starsHe outshines up thereAnd that solitary starIs na awful lot like meOn an endless search through time and spaceFor a place that won’t seem wrongIf we both hang on for long enoughIf we both somehow are strong enoughWe’ll find out where we belong
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