can a man be really sure of his spotcan he hold on to the little that he thinks he's gotcan he look around him and trust what he seescan a woman be sure she'll still have a himewhen the whole world leaves here all alonewill she wake up with the flood around her kneesis there one star falling?one star fallingI see a man in a little back roomthe shades are drawn and in the gloomI see him on the floor with his head in his handsnow he rises up with a vacant stareas the camera fades and leaves him therebut still the image remains of a broken manneeding one star fallingone star fallingso close your eyes and rest your headturn off the tv and go to bedwill it still be there when you wake upcause danger rides on the wind tonightreason flickers like candlelightso look up to the sky and wish for luckwish for one star fallingis there one star falling?

 

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