My star is dying. i watch it fade away.
Whenever i think about him,
Whenever i see his face.
I cant breath, my heart beats faster.
I never knew him, but...
He still takes my breath away.
Why did he have to die?
Why did he have to put a bullet in his head?
But even if he was alive, he wouldnt know my name.
At least i could dream...
Dearly, dearly missed, by everyone.
Kurt Cobain