Shooting Star

Can you hear the birds singing?
Can you feel the seashells?
School of fishing smiling
Full blood Moon red as hell

You and me inn this empty road
Hands in the air
Broken waves through the window
Fireflies sing your name
When I spell

Can you feel the breeze?
Can you feel cozy?
Favorite tape plays on the radio
And then we singing our song

I put my name and your name
In the sand
Look I make awish to shooting star
Me and my babe
My ride or die