Falling down

Reach for the stars

Look up to the sky,
to the dark heaven.
Tell the stars goodbye
as you count to eleven.

Eleven minutes for the sun to set,
eleven mintues for your heart to break,
eleven mintues passed and you yet,
can't stop your heart ache.

Reach for the brightest star,
the one that will cure your disease.
But that star is so so far,
and halfway there you frezze.

You can't reach hope,
you can't hear a sound...
Throw me a rope
and I will be found.