You wish on bright stars that only you see,
and dream your impossibly beautiful dreams,
and never once doubt the choices you’ve made.
I’ll keep believing if you do.
You fly to the moon on invisible clouds,
and question the things we’re sure to be true,
yet still your battle of logic beats all.
I’ll try to listen if you do.
You cry with me on the ocean’s deep floor,
And know what it’s like to die inside,
Yet you always watch for the sun to rise.
I’ll hope for tomorrow if you do.
You wait for the one that you love to come home,
And pray even now they remember your name,
and wonder about the days of the future.
Know that I’ll be there if you are.