Shooting Star Lyrics

Shooting Star

Follow me my shooting star
I know the way and it's not too far from here
Just beyond the reach of my headlight beam

I think it's just beyond that hill
The stars will greet us and the city she won't grieve
With her aching streetlight burn
The sky turns orange when the snow comes (here it comes)

Put on your running shoes
I'll race you to the end of the world and then
When we get to the trees
We'll be quiet, we'll be rabbits, even the indians can't track us

'cos if I thought
(if I thought)
That you couldn't make the trip
I would've given you the slip.

I can be your action figure
I can be your endless river
I can be the glue that holds you when you fall apart

I can be the overdrive and
I can be the underside and
I can be the motorcade that rides into your heart

I can be the tough decision
I can be the last revision
I can be the light you see there when you close your eyes

I can be the atmosphere and
I can be a word that's clear
And I can be and I can be...

Follow me my shooting star.