There are no more stars left to make wishes on.
I think I've wished them all away.
So I guess I can't make anymore wishes.
But you know what, that's okay.
Cause all my wishes were useless.
And they never came true anyway
There are no more stars left to make wishes on.
Now there are only holes in the sky where they used to be.
Everyone says that nights don't feel the same.
And I'll have to say that I agree.
There is one problem though.
Well at least only one that I can see.
Everything is worse than before I started wishing.
That's how it all it seems to me.
There are no more stars left to make wishes on.
Well there is none left that I can find.
I don't need those wishes anymore.
I'm gonna leave that wishful life behind.
I don't think I need those wishes anymore.
But it's probably all just in my mind.
Continue your search for the meaning of life