Little Shooting Star

Little shooting star I wish, for his heart Merry-go-rounds, in my head The ice cream melts away But you remember how it tastes And the rain, pourin' down We ran through it, laughing Said no, no, please don't go Could we stay Let the world just melt away I called you Peter Pan Said you must be Wendy And the way you held my hand And said you'll get used to that Said maybe I will, maybe I will If you tell me this Means something, oh, to you You take, my breath away And the world just melts away Yeah the world just melts away Little shooting star I wish, for his heart