shooting stars

I bet she’s walking down the sidewalk
Stepping over the cracks
I bet she’s looking at tomorrow
And I hope she doesn’t look back

I bet she’s listening to Springsteen
Dreaming American dreams
White picket fence around the front yard
Yeah, I guess she’s thinking about me

Oh, what I would give to be there now
Be there now, with her

I will know your name
Move the blood in your veins
I will fill that space beside you
Space beside her, I’m on my way

I bet she’s glowing like lightning
Dancing in front of her mirror
And she can see me with her eyes over mine
But her heart leads me loud and clear

Singing oh, what I would give to be there now
Be there now, with her

I want to know your name
Move the blood in your veins
I want to fill that space beside you

Steve Moakler Sept. 16, 2010. // Her

Krugs + Blessings

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