Lying on a dock
In the middle of the night
Watching the falling stars
I'm watching them
Falling
Three o'clock in the morning now
I hear the faint cry
Of a loon in the distance
Calling
And I'm floating
In a dream like way
Searching
Searching through the night
For that shooting star
To catch our gaze
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
Three o'clock in the morning now
I'm floating like a cloud
As you you slip your hand into my hand
Man oh man
Searching the sky
And the heavens above
Was that a flicker of light
Or a flicker of fire in the night
I think I'm in love
And I'm floating
In a dream like way
Searching
Searching through the night
For that shooting star
To catch our gaze
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
And all our dreams
Would magically come true
Peter Benko - Shooting Stars (a love song) Lyrics
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English
Lying on a dock
In the middle of the night
Watching the falling stars
I'm watching them
Falling
Three o'clock in the morning now
I hear the faint cry
Of a loon in the distance
Calling
And I'm floating
In a dream like way
Searching
Searching through the night
For that shooting star
To catch our gaze
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
Three o'clock in the morning now
I'm floating like a cloud
As you you slip your hand into my hand
Man oh man
Searching the sky
And the heavens above
Was that a flicker of light
Or a flicker of fire in the night
I think I'm in love
And I'm floating
In a dream like way
Searching
Searching through the night
For that shooting star
To catch our gaze
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
And all our dreams
Would magically come true
In the middle of the night
Watching the falling stars
I'm watching them
Falling
Three o'clock in the morning now
I hear the faint cry
Of a loon in the distance
Calling
And I'm floating
In a dream like way
Searching
Searching through the night
For that shooting star
To catch our gaze
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
Three o'clock in the morning now
I'm floating like a cloud
As you you slip your hand into my hand
Man oh man
Searching the sky
And the heavens above
Was that a flicker of light
Or a flicker of fire in the night
I think I'm in love
And I'm floating
In a dream like way
Searching
Searching through the night
For that shooting star
To catch our gaze
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
And all our dreams
Should magically come true
And all our dreams
Would magically come true
Writer: Peter Benko
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