Analysis of I can touch the Stars.

I can touch the stars.

I forget what we once had. It's still there, but when I look, it's nowhere to be found. As I search up and down and all around, I see people come and go, and the lilies of the valleys, I watch them grow. Maybe one more needle in my arm won't do me any more harm. As I fly way up high into the clear blue sky, I come down and want to cry. Why did this happen? How can this be? I guess we decided to follow our dreams. It's nothing more, nothing less, since they put you to rest. I have no one left.