Falling Star

Falling Star

Wittke / Wittke-Lüers

I sit all alone in my room, I worry and I wonder,
how many stars in the sky could shine there above,
some of these stars up above must have been lovers, long ago
but is there a star just for me that could be my love.

And she comes from the heavens above,
and it seems she falls into my arms,
but i’m too far to catch that falling star.

I sit all alone at the bar drinking and I wonder,
how many times did I fail to get near my star,
so many pretty girls all around me,
but the one that I desire, for me she’s too far.

And she comes from the heavens above,
and it seems she falls into my arms,
but i’m too far to catch that falling star.

I sit all alone in my room I worry and I wonder,
how many years must go by ‚til I find my love,
I searched and I searched to end my heartbreak,
but even if i lie on the ground, my last hope’s above.