The stars hold stories from long ago
Under every single one that gives its little glow.

My story, your story, from near and far
Life making memories under EVERY single star.

From love and pain, no story's the same
We come and we go, sometimes nothing to show.

We give and we fight, for what we feel is right.
We cry and we pray, for what it feels like nothing's changed.

Why I hold on, I have not a clue.
There's something in the stars that lead my memories straight back to you.

Half a decade, today would be,
But I continue to share it, with only me.

As time moves on and stars fade away,
We will grow gray, as the world continues to change.

Today, tomorrow a new star will shine
New memories for those who won't be left behind.

My star has fought, a really hard war,
But what keeps me going, us my faithful savior.

His plan is more divine than I could possibly imagine.

Julie Highland