Does anyone know where a good friend goes when they go way up high
They're in the stars looking down on you; you can see them if you try
so tell about the stars that shine up above in the blue night sky
I'll think of you every time I hear the nightengale's soft cry
(chorus)
Sometimes it seems we're all alone
like stars without a constellation
but the galaxy has spiraled arms
and will bring you back to me
though we travel so far away
my heart will be still with you
tonight please make this promise to me
swear that you will return back to me
my one true love |
