I'm standing before the window,
looking at a falling star.
I know I can made a wish,
and I do..
In silence I whisper some words,
ask the star to bring you back.
I know you can't come back,
but I can try? Don't I?
And when you really stand near me,
I want to ask you: 'Why?'
Why did you leave us,
and without one letter.
You just dissapear,
and we can't really live anymore.
There's a piece out of our life,
that'll never come together anymore.
Could I helped you,
with your feelings.
Because I tought I did,
but it was clearly not enough.
I wanted to help you more,
more and more.
Because maybe,
you stand this moment really next to me..
..so I could still give you a hug.