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