I was looking for a shooting star- in a one cold night,
but I could barely see any light.
I looked and looked,
As the cup of cofee, I took.
I felt the warmth inside, as I took a sip,
but the night was getting colder and the moon
started to sleep.
My eyes were teary,
and my heart got weary.
For me, waiting for a shooting star felt like forever
and I thought that it would lead to nowhere.
The night pass by, and suddenly I cried.
'Cause the shooting star that never came,
reminded me of your love that I could never claim.
Waiting for you love,
is like waiting for a shooting star.
