are for dreaming Dreams are for coming true Shoot for the moon, aim high There's a billion stars in an endless sky And one is yours and one is mine Shoot for the moon
Now I have a reason to believe in sacrifice Behind the curtains of my window I will look upon the stars If you're searching for an answer you might walking
The summer days are gone too soon You shoot the moon and miss completely And now you're left to face the gloom The empty room that once smelled sweetly
't get hung up on it Just solider on with it And good luck with shooting the moon Shooting the moon Shooting the moon, the moon Shooting the moon All
Live your life, Everyday is something new See the light, find yourself Get your feet up off the ground Take the hand that you're given And shoot the moon
t Shoot the moon ?Cause one heart is the most we can lose And if we shoot the moon There?s no way that the stars can refuse Shoot the moon (There?s
I believed in everyone And everything they told me And I believed that anything Anything was possible Shoot the moon Shoot the moon Hit or miss it makes no difference Shoot the moon
seal it with a kiss There is no way we can miss We'll shoot for the moon Shoot for the moon Let's shoot for the moon We'll Shoot for the moon I hear
gonna end Shoot, shoot, shoot, Shoot her to the moon, Shoot, shoot, shoot, Nothing more 2 lose, Shoot, shoot, shoot, Shoot her to the moon. Shoot, shoot, shoot
on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars We 'bout to do it real big like outta this world and we takin' it far Shootin' for the moon
A bullet through my brain You can't shoot down the moon Some things never change We can build a bridge between us But the empty space remains You can't shoot down the moon
), Wouldn't You Like A Would (4x), Wouldn't You Like, to right my ways Back at the troubles that were bother yesterday Let's take a chance, we shoot the moon
scares you It's so Shoot the moon What you got's been shot to hell Shoot the moon What you got's been shot to hell Shoot the moon What you got's been
I'm not seventeen And going on nowhere fast A decade lost in the East Bay fog Birthday cards thrown in the trash Last years' calendar On the
Well, she's kind of like an artist Sittin' on the floor She never finishes, she abandons Never shows a soul And she's kind of like a movie Everyone rushes
Election night in that wonderful crowd The President's speech wasn't half as loud as you I listened, too New Years Eve at Rice Street again We fell
I was falling through the cracks, now I'm piling up bricks I was clutching for straws, now I'm gonna take the fifth I'm gonna say nothing but my name
