Star
So many things I've done
Seemed like good ideas at the time
I still don't know whether they were
Or even if they were mine
But I did try, I tried
I did break myself in the long pursuit of what's right
And now as I lay dying
I have one favor to ask
Can you help me to have mattered?
Can you hold my star?
Can you carry it on?
You can raise it high in a moonless sky
And there not forget me when I'm gone
When I'm gone, star
When I'm gone
Bid at the auction house
On a tired piece of land
I knew whatever I made of myself
Would have to be with my two hands
And I did toil, oh, and toil
'Til the sunrises and the sunsets ran together
And that's when I met her
I mean met you, and I knew
That my life could not get better
Because you hold my star
Now you can carry it on
You can hail my shine in your hardest times
And there I'll protect you when I'm gone
When I'm gone, star
When I'm gone
For the reason that I'm not ever leaving you
Maybe gone is the wrong word to use
But without you in my arms
I'll be so much less, and so hard-pressed to stay
Oh, but I'll stay
If you hold my star
And you carry it on
Autor(es): DAVID MAYO VON BECK