Chasing fallen dreams from silhouetted canopies
And I still can't find my peace.
Broken stars falling through my hands,
Longing, yearning your touch.
A hold to the fantasy
The wind at my feet,
Carrying me across the clouds.
Fairies come out to play,
Catching their dust in my hand.
Fallen dreams from a silhouetted canopy.
Broken stars in the sky,
…And all I can taste is this moment.