I would
sitting on the grass in late September
wishing on a shooting star that fell
so long ago
thinking what it's like when I remember
dreaming what I should have dreamed
before she had to go
starlit eyes
moonswept hair
I would like to just go back to where
it was before
I would
and I would like to run free
and I would like to show you
just how much I care
and I would like to just be me
but I don't know if I would dare
to let you love me back
I think I would
night just isn't long enough sometimes
there's so many things to hide from day
I worry so
somewhere in the distance I hear bells chime
standing out like fire inside my disarray
think I should go
and I would like to see your face
and I would like to really know
just what we both could be
and I would like to leave this place
but only if you came with me
and let me love you back
I think I would