Text: Jeremy Fisher. Shooting Star (In Spite Of It All).

Count my blessings same way I count the stars
I look up and wonder how many there are
Just like everything gets lost between the lines
You read the book and put it down
Before it smacks you right between the eyes

In spite of it all, what can I even say?
There's nothing I can do for you yesterday
Damn it all, everybody says
There's nothing we can do for you yesterday

When you burn bright you burn fast as a shooting star
Gone from sight, the one everybody's glad they aren't
Expectations ain't good for much at all
They'll get you up there
But they don't catch you when you fall

In spite of it all, what can I even say?
There's nothing I can do for you yesterday
Damn it all, everybody says
There's nothing we can do for you yesterday

Burn so bright
You burn so bright
Shoot it up so high
Burned so bright
You burned so bright in spite of it all

In spite of it all, what can I even say?
There's nothing I can do for you yesterday
Damn it all, everybody says
There's nothing we can do for you yesterday