The first star I see may not be a star.
We can't do a thing but wait.
So let's wait for one more.
The time such clumsy time in deciding if it's time.
I'm careful but not sure how it goes.
You can loose yourself in your courage.
The [bad word] grows when I'm alone with my 'great' plans.
This is what she says gets her through it:
"If I don't let myself by happy now then when?"
If not now when?
When the time we have now ends.
When the big hand goes round again.
Can you still feel the butterflies?
Can you still hear the last goodnight?
Close my eyes and believe wherever you are, an angel for me. 
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I blame it on my entrance.
It may have seen to much like confidence.
Let me start it over.
Help me get to what I can from when I did.

Had to leave my reasons.
It may have seemed to much, the consequence.
In your busy, dizzy life you'll [bad word] everything 
You said you would.

All that I know is how I can hold on but all that 
You see is how I let you go.
How about once around?