Stars are nice they
Make my nights lighter
As we sit upon this roof
Looking for Mars and
The Truth
I take out my telescope hoping
It would maybe help me cope with
The misaligning stars in my life
As I stand here waiting, wishing, wanting
To take off and go star hopping
Start the count down: three, two, one. Let’s go!
I spy a lightning bug, not a very frightening one
(At least, not especially.)
Just flies up in the sky doesn’t ask who, what, when, or why
Why can’t I be more like that?
And I feel bad for Pluto;
He doesn’t get much kudos for his size
Being a little guy
Sometimes I feel like that inside
As I stand here waiting, wishing, wanting
To take off and go star hopping
Start the count down: three, two, one. Let’s go!
You get the pencil and I will get the paper we’ll sketch us up a plan and we’ll make it out together. You get the pencil and I will get the paper we’ll sketch us up a plan and we’ll make it out together
But for now we’ll stand here waiting, wishing, wanting
To take off and go star hopping
Start the count down: three, two, one. Let’s go