You're a star

Close your eyes, take my hand;
no need for words–I understand:
you let him in, he let you down,
and you shattered when you hit the ground.

When all you ever got from love was hurt,
won’t you let me show you what you’re really worth?
I can see you building up your walls again;
won’t you let me hold you close, my friend?

Coz you, you’re a star;
yeah, I see all that you really are.
And somehow I think we’ll go far;
somehow I think we’ll go far.

To turn the page and start anew,
to trust and hope again is the hardest thing to do.
To let the past fall away
and breathe in a brand new day.

When all you ever got from love was hurt,
won’t you let me show you what you’re really worth?
I can see you building up your walls again;
won’t you let me hold you close, my friend?

Coz you, you’re a star;
yeah, I see all that you really are.
And somehow I think we’ll go far;
somehow I think we’ll go far.

And the tears fall coz it feels like you’ve lost it all …

But you, you’re a star;
oh I see all that you really are.
And somehow I think we’ll go far;
somehow I think we’ll go far;
somehow I know we’ll go far.

— Justin Fung, “You’re a Star,” July 23, 2009

Justin

Hong Kong | London | California | Washington, DC Christian | Theologian | Musician | Activist | Sojourner

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