Late at night we like to look up in the stars and dream
Of things we never saw, of things we never do
But what if we did do them?
See the things we never saw
And do the things we've never done
And ending in a dream
What we've only just begun?
What if looking at the stars at night
Is looking back at you
Of hopes half remembered
And dreams half come true?
What if seeing in a dream
Is like living in the past
And the past becomes your future
And the future's all that lasts?
What if the dream is reality
And the rest of the day a dream?
And the stars a gratefull silence
When the rest of the days a scream
What if dreaming of the stars at night
Is the only way to go?
The only way to ever see
and its the only way you'll ever know

I posted this in the teen section and I know I'm not suppose to post in more than one section but I would like to know what you think I wrote it while looking at the stars after a really hard day.