Looked up and saw a falling star, 
just the other day.
Close your eyes and make a wish.
It's what I've always heard them say.

But things change you know.
From year to year, day to day.
Flowers die, memories fade.
Black eventually turns to grey.

So I didn't wish for money, fame, 
or a hot new Mercedes Benz.
I simply just wished for us to be,
lifelong friends