Just like the moon holds the stars in the night,
I wish I could get on that flight.
To somewhere far away,
Is the place I wish to stay.
It might not be today,
It might not be tomorrow.
But there will be someday,
Where all this pain will go away.
There will be times where things get rough,
And you feel like you have had enough.
After a while you might see,
That things were always meant to be,
Whether it comes from within you,
Or it comes from within me,
There will always be that small thing,
That pushes you to be happy.