Making love after midnight;
You’re a memory a don’t want to hide.
I remember how you touched me,
And every single kiss.
Chorus:
Shooting star,
Brother of Mars.
We wish for love,
Lose sight of who we are.
Now I wait in every fantasy,
I live in every dream.
Flashbacks remind me,
Of how we used to be.
Chorus
Bad endings mean a new chance,
But I never thought of us as over.
I just think that maybe it wasn’t our time yet,
Our fate is in fortune’s corner.
Chorus
Shooting star,
I’m a lover wishing on a repeating dream,
Comets pass as time ticks fast
We will have our chance.
