Two distant silhouettes on a midnight-blue hillside beneath a crescent moon; stars rise from the woman’s hands into the sky.

Pocket Full of Stars · 03

Pocket Full of Stars

A constellation of wishes, a hopeful sky just for you.

Verse 1You stand beneath a hopeless sky, Lost in midnight blue. And I, with a pocket full of stars, Every one a wish for you. BridgeI would give all the stars in the sky For each tear in your storm-cloud eyes. Where has your joy fled to so soon? If you are the night, let me be your moon. Verse 2You walk alone, draped in shadows, Sorrow clings like dew. And I, with my hands full of stars, Longing to give them to you. ChorusBut I can't steal your sadness As easily as I can the stars. I hope you see these little lights, And you realize they're yours. Let me place them in your hands, And they will guide you through. What need have I for stars? When all I want is you? Verse 3You hide yourself in the silence, My voice can't get through. And I, with so many shining stars, Each one gathered just for you. OutroNow you stand beneath a hopeless sky, Lost in midnight blue. And I, with a pocket full of stars, Standing just out of view. I toss them all to the heavens, Their brilliant, silver hue — A constellation of wishes, A hopeful sky just for you. CodaAs I watch you slowly depart, A falling star lands at my feet. A little wish pressed to my heart, A glimmer of hope for you and me.