I just need more money, pay my blues away

Then maybe I’d be okay

I just need more light, light up every night

And I won’t need to sleep

You can’t count on a shooting star to fly across the night sky

It may never come for you

But you can look inside, look deep in at the ugly

And maybe you could befriend the enemy

I just need some helium, swallow it down

And float away from everyone

I just need more stuff, maybe in time

Enough could be enough

You can’t count on a shooting star to fly across the night sky

It may never come for you

But you can look inside, look deep in at the ugly

And maybe you could befriend the enеmy

Befriend the еnemy