another night with word unsaid,
another night i leave with regret,
taring these wounds open again,
now i think I'm a fool,
a fool to hope,
a fool to want,
i look for a shooting star every night,
just to make another wish that will never come true,
i come closer to letting my self feel,
then i realize that I'm believing in a dream,
an i wake back up again back up again.