Matraca Berg - Waiting For The Sky To Fall

(Matraca Berg&Wendy Waldman)

There's a firefly in love with a distant star
Looking longingly up through the atmosphere
Tiny beacon flies, finds his wings too soon
I watch him make his way, blinded by the moon

I want to believe that the wind would know where to take me

I want to believe that a dream could get me by
But I'm just waiting here for you
Waiting for the sky to fall

You're far away, on the edge of the universe
A galaxy swirling across the room
Tell me, is it cold out there? Is there air for me?
Would you even care if I could not breathe?

I want to believe that the wind would know where to take me