One dark night, in the middle of June,
We looked up at the bright silver moon.
When we saw a star shoot through the sky,
I closed my eyes and wished we could fly.
"We would have wings," I said with a sigh,
I wished we could fly...just you and I.
We'd soar through the air and turn on the showers,
bringing hope to all blooming flowers,
We'd fly together, side by side,
Holding hands as we gently glide,
I opened my eyes as the star passed by,
I wish we could fly...just you and I.
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