What will it take for me to find you
What will it take to stop thinking
I've gone my whole life without knowing who you are
every night I've wished upon a star
I keep telling myself you're going to find him
he loves you; your chances aren't slim
they're still alive so don't give up
but some day I'll have to if they don't show up
my thoughts are fuzzy and my eyes are red
I guess I'll stop thinking and go to bed
but know that even though I'm not in your heart
you are in mine and were from the start