Shooting Star

Making love after midnight;

You’re a memory a don’t want to hide.

I remember how you touched me,

And every single kiss.

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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.

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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.

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Shooting star,

I’m a lover wishing on a repeating dream,

Comets pass as time ticks fast

We will have our chance.

Winning and Losing Game

Ally once knew boy

Who was her first love,

He taught her how to kiss

And to keep on wishing—

He knew she deserved better than him,

So he let her go.

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Now she’s got two weeks until she’s twenty,

And she’s already loved,

She’s already lost…

She knows that loving is a winning and losing game,

But she’s done letting time tell her,

Her heart’s score.

Ally went on to college,

Finally had her heartstring by the hand,

She gave him everything she could in friendship

But she wanted more of the man,

Unfortunately he couldn’t meet her demands

And left her feeling low.

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Ally’s taking chances,

Not letting men decide her fate.

She’s flipping coins and letting the coins fall

Not paying attention to what others say.

If fate’s going to intervene she thinks,

Then the right man will come her way.

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And she’s already loved,

She’s already lost…

She knows that loving is a winning and losing game,

But she’s done letting time tell her,

Her heart’s score;

And Ally’s not going to let it be sore no more.

She knows that loving is a winning and losing game,

And her heart’s not going to be sore no more.

Forget About Him

He isn’t talking to her anymore,

One day he was making love to her

And saying he wanted to start a new life

Paved the way for a relationship

And then he just disappeared off the radar,

And all she can do is keep crying,

For the man that she thought he was.

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It’s time to forget about him,

He ain’t worth your time

He ain’t worth your heart.

You need to move on.

So keep trucking on,

There’s a man out there

That deserves your love.

He called her baby,

But he was a walk away boy

Instead of a strong man that could hold her tight,

Told her that she calmed him down

Like a gentle hand stopping the storm

And that she made him feel normal,

But now she’s just another girl on the side of the road.

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Forget about him;

He ain’t worth your time,

He ain’t worth your heart.

He ain’t worth your care,

He ain’t worth your love.

You need to move on.

So keep trucking on.

Friday Nights

It was homecoming weekend

You came for a visit

It was my freshmen year of college

And you kept your promise, from long ago

And kissed me for our first time…

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And Friday nights were our special nights—

When we’d share our secrets

Open our hearts and the walls fell down

And you took me away just by being…

It was two in the morning,

My friends and I were driving the back roads

To Pennsylvania and back;

And you took me in to spend some time

And held me all through ‘til the next day…

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It was hot in the beginning of August,

You picked me up and we went to your place

You told me you loved me

And I loved you back;

And that night I gave you the rest of my innocence…

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On Friday nights.

One Last Time

I walked across the park

Just to reach your house—

It was pouring rain and lightening out,

I was dripping wet

As I walked slowly to your door.

My clothes were like a second skin

As I passed over that last step.

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Lord, won’t you help me out

I’m scared of what he might say

He walked out of my life

And I’m fighting to get him back.

Once again, one last time

Heaven above, won’t you help me out.

I knocked three times

My fist frozen stiff,

Hitting the wood and the glass,

Hoping all my fear would pass—

I can do this I prayed

Just going to try, to stand my ground.

Baby, if you answer that door

Please don’t turn me out.

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I could hardly see past my eyelashes

As I waited hopping from on foot to the other

Balancing on all my last nerves

And holding my breath—

This is my last chance—

My heart’s slowing down;

An there you are…

One last time…

Once again…

Pretend That You're Dead

This hurts,

This is painful.

Hell is finally freezing over,

And I’m doing something that I never thought

I would do.

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Because this is the time

That I finally have to say goodbye,

And the only way that I can deal with this grief

Is to pretend that you’re dead;

Pretend that you’re dead in my world

And that I’ll never get to see you again,

Never hear your voice again.

Because you decided to cut the ties,

After all these years,

I guess the past five have all been lies—

So I’m going to shed a few last tears

It’s time to move on,

You’re no longer here.

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Maybe you met somebody new,

But I’m done second guessing

Everything that you’ve said and done—

Just going to cherish all the memories

Reminisce knowing that it wasn’t my fault,

Remember the man I loved who wasn’t

Leaving me in the dust, alone.

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Pretend that you’re dead

Because I’m done and you’re oh so gone.

You’re out of my life.

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Oh no, I’m just going to pretend that you’re dead.

Not Gonna Heal This

I want to be your shooting star;
But I've finally come to terms--
To the realization,
That it's a fruitless wish.

I just get to be my own star,
Another nomad in this busy world.
Dreams are something written in the sand,
Wishes another penny in the well with my eyes closed.
But I wouldn't be me,
If I didn't keep on loving anyway.

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Kisses aren’t gonna heal this.

Sweets aren’t gonna dull it or make it go away.

Only love can heal this pain,

But I’m not sure who’s love it will take.

Sometimes I cry,

Because I hate myself—

You know what it feels like,

The world swallows you whole.

Open up, I try

But in the end there’s always

A river that’s flowing—

Whether it be on the surface

Or buried deep for no one to see, but me.

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Kisses aren’t gonna heal this.

I’m not sure who’s love it will take.