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| No one seems to think too much of me here And they�re glad to tell it to my face And they�re right; I�m not supposed to be here I�m completely out of place Somehow there has got to be a reason Evenings as I try to think it through There�s a bolt form the blue And I see a shooting star Set apart from all the rest While the other stars are standing still He�s on a quest Every night this shooting star Darts across the twilight sky Cus� he knows he doesn�t quite fit in And he�s longing to know why I feel so much better when its night time That�s when I can sort of disappear When the sun has set and it�s the right time For pretending I�m not here Sometimes I jus stare up to the heavens Wondering if the answer is inside That�s when I see the light Of myself that shooting star On his way to who knows where He�s the one like all the other stars He outshines up there And the solitary star is an awful lot like me On an endless search through time and space For a place that wont seem wrong If we both hang on for long enough If we both somehow are strong enough We�ll find out where we belong Every night this shooting star Darts across the twilight sky Cus� he knows he doesn�t quite fit in And he�s longing to know why |