I’m going up to look at the stars
But if I should fall from where they are
I love you all and have some news
I’ve become a shooting star.
I know it’s not what I wanted to choose
And it seems you all are the ones to lose
This life is full of choices and mistakes
And this choice is for all of our sakes.
But every time a light shoots through the sky
You know it is me and it is I
And at last I’ve learned to fly
With Love,
Not Yet Fallen
