I would like to share the stars
If you could tell me where you are
Like heaven’s guide to you
The night will bring me to
A window I’ve seen in my dreams

I would like to share the moon
If you could step into my room
Like nightingale’s last song
To call upon the dawn
I beg our love will be redeemed

All shooting stars my cry
They are no match for me
My eyes have seen much pain
Stripped of all subtlety
All glancing souls might hope
They are not to secure
The place I’ve won myself
By hoping times before