Pick a star for me


And I sit here thinking about the day
we sat on the swinging chair
in our own little worlds
building bridges to the future
We picked our stars

And I sat and I knew that I thought
that you cared enough to listen to me talk
That's a great thing to have and to hold
And we sat as friends
And we picked our stars

Try as I may
I can't find a day
when I don't look at the stars to see if they're there
and as steady as the time eternity smiled at me
they'll be looking over us
And we picked our stars

When you look into my eyes
did you see the tears and my cries
for help from a friend afar
because you're not here any more
But we've got our stars

Come on and pick a star for me
Sit down and look into the sky
as our memories fly by.
Look into the sky and
Pick a star for me

They'll be here for eternity


By
Matthew Broomhall


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