where do we go now?

{At last the sun has set,
on all our broken dreams.
The stars come out
to let us start again.}

When I was younger I felt I could do anything, be anything
I had so much hope for the future, so many dreams.
'Twinkle, twinkle, little star...'how I want to be where you are.
Tried so hard to fly so high.

{Dreams are made,
Some are kept.
Some are lost.
They all come from the heart.}

As a young adult I had to toss most of them aside.
Those dreams I had of being something, whole and pure.
So much regret has turned my young heart bitter.
I still try hard just to smile.

{With each falling star
a wish is made, if not more
to catch those dreams
before they died}

I'm still on my path towards those few dreams I have left.
Catching glimpses now and again of the future.
'Twinkle, twinkle, little star...' how I want to be where you are.
Trying so hard, just to fly.

{At last the sun has set,
on all our empty wishes.
The stars come out
and the clouds cover all their light.}