Stargazing
My sister's a star up in the sky,
I can see her at night if I really try.
She blows me a kiss and says,
'You'll be alright, if only you fight.'
But I don't know if I want to.
Sometimes it's hard.
I just want to be with her.
Hug her.
Kiss her.
I'd look after her,
Make sure she'd glow bright.
And then things would be alright.
