Michael McDonald
Stars
Stood out in the rain
Let it soak me down
Before I called you, I called you
You did not see me there
Hidden by the rain
Beneath your window, but I saw you

But putting on my face, before the mirror on the wall
Dreaming that the looking glass is you
Catching the fondest gazes
Living through the fickle phases
I love you

Spend my dimes on phones, trying just to talk
But you don't answer, you let it ring
Spend by nights alone
Catching falling stars to give to you love
They're just for you

For stars fall every time, a lover has to face the truth
And far too many stars have fell on me
And as they trail the skies
And burn their paths upon my eyes
I cry

And it's getting easier each day
To weep about you
Harder every night to sleep without you
How many years must I be driven by this dream
Of love with you?
How many years must I be driven by this dream
Of love with you?

And it's getting easier each day
To weep about you
Harder every night to sleep without you
How many years must I be driven by this dream
Of love with you?