when I was little I had this dream right inside of me
this dream had a foundation from a little child world
sitting outside under the dark cool moon light
wishing for a shooting star so I could make my dream reality
days, months,weeks,years, passed but you never came
I grew from an inch tall to 5.5 taller wishing, wanting for shooting star
never doubted that one-day you will shoot pass
just when I gave up that you were my imagination or fantasy
there you are glowing shooting so high with magic wand of fulfillment