When stars were still just the holes to heaven And there were so many fewer questions Where boats break and children stare The air was more than human And the heat was more than hungry And the cars were square and spitting Diesel fumes The bulls were

One must be right for me And there are oh, so many stars, so many stars The dawn is filled with dreams So many dreams, which one is mine Which dream of all the dreams When there's a dream for every star The wind is filled with songs So many songs, which