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In my drifting memory
There's a shooting star
It fell before me
So close and yet so far
Every now and then
I wonder where you are
To quell my lonely
And disillusioned heart
The blues are calling me
Oh every time I follow
A tearful memory
Oh every time I follow
In the midst of emptiness
You fill my heart
With love and music
And tell me where to start
Every now and then
The clouds begin to part
And I see the beauty
In song and shooting stars
The music's calling me
Oh every time I follow
I hear this melody
Oh every time I follow
The music's calling me
Oh every time I follow
I hear this melody
Oh every time I follow
Oh every time I follow