I Can Say

I was once a star
Shining bright
You pulled me out of the sky
Stole all my light, why? Why?
I was once a boat
Sailing off to sea
You dragged me back to the shore
Changing my course, why?
Why me? Why you gotta pick on me?
And I don’t know where I’m going
But when I get there I can say that I have been the kindest me
That I could be
Can you say the same?
I was once a tree
Rising from the ground
Winter Spring Summer or Fall
I still grew tall till you cut me down
Are you really happy now?
And I don’t know where I’m going
But when I get there I can say that I have been the kindest me
That I could be
Can you say the same?
Now I’m a shooting star
Can’t catch me
Try to pull me out of the sky
Steal all my light but look
It’s not dimming