Life passes like a shooting star
A journey on which one has travelled far
Destiny deals a varied hand
It’s often hard to understand
Some get a joker
Some get a king
Some are just waiting for the death bell to ring
It’s hard to appreciate what you’ve got
When it seems like you ain’t got a lot
And when you are happy and graze in the clover
You hope that your life will never be over
Shooting Star
