Текст: Brandtson. As You Wish.

in a box under my bed i've kept them safe from all the world and every one wished upon in some way but that never works out burning bright then burning out disappear and then fall down are they special or just broken dying or moving on am i always wrong did you see it there's another one right there and it's falling 'cause it's finished being a star can you feel it does it mean as much to you honestly am i that wrong is it me every time show me how to take this as you go on and on