I saw a single drop of light spilling on the starry sky
A shooting star soaring in the night
So I closed my eyes and made a wish
I know the star will deliver it to God
Could it be
That the star I see there is on its way to see the person I think of?
Or so my imagination goes
I love you
So please look at me more
Why are you so embarrassed? Are you OK?
I'm actually extremely embarrassed, too
But I want to be with you... that's my wish
I heard that you're moving away somewhere
Next week
I wonder if that's the truth
Didn't God hear my wish?
Will it be impossible for me to see you...?
Even if you were to go away, I won't forget you
But I'd be too lonely then, so I'd hate for that to happen
I love you
So please look at me more
Why are you so embarrassed? Are you OK?
I'm actually extremely embarrassed, too
But I want to be with you so please grant my wish...
I gathered up my courage to ask you
"Are you moving away?"
"Where are you going?"
Wait? What?
You're moving next to my house?
The shooting star has delivered my wish for me
Now I can always see you thank you, God
I'm going to make a wish with you this time
What shall we wish for?
That's a secret between us...