You make me want to try again, to take another shot.
You make me want to go ahead, and give it all i've got.
I've had enough with dreaming, both while i'm awake, and when i'm sleeping
for the feelings that I am getting are the ones that i'll be keeping.
The days are being numbered now, counting both up as well as down.
and things are perfectly perfect now that you're around.
The bottom line is we're all kind of stuck.
I don't think any sort of help would ever be enough.
Karma, rainbows, and all the good luck,
these thngs we overlook will make us toughen up.
So, raise your hand if you think you're falling down,
because I will catch you and bring you into the clouds.
I will hold you tight, and be your shroud.
Just make sure to yell real loud,
so that way we can't lose eachother through the crowds.
Sometimes I admit, I feel like a footnote.
Sometimes I admit, I lose all hope.
Sometimes though, we all have to cope;
need to learn to hold on tighter, and make sure to tie the rope.
There's nothing to be afraid of, there's nothing to be ashamed
for sometimes we all get lost in life's little games.
I would never judge you, always love you, for exactly what you are,
which is nothing other then a shining, shooting star,
and we always hear that "A rolling stone gathers no moss."
But the thing that I have to say it "Shooting stars never take stops."
Love is just a message that we're all trying to decipher,
and forever i'd be contained in this jail, labled as a lifer,
but it doesn't even matter because the world has no defined fence,
and these nights I walk alone i've now got the ultimate type of defense.
So don't worry about me, i'm doing just fine,
i'm not wasting anything, especially not my time.
You shouldn't worry at all anymore,
because now that we're together i'll stand taller than ever before.
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