One-Stop, Folk pop singer songwriter, Medium tempo, warm, positive, hopeful, uplifting, inspiring, feel good, friendly, anthemic, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, strings, bass, drums, percussion, St, Petersburg, Florida, United States
Looking to the sky, asking every night
Where do we belong
Searching for a sign, for planets to align
And waiting for the dawn
The sun keeps calling us
And we keep looking up
And we keep looking up
Maybe thats because
We are made of stars
We are made of stars
Supernovas in our hearts
Galaxies inside telling us to fly on
We are made of stars
We are made of stars
We are made of stars
We are made of stars
And gravity will say Earth is more your pace
Dont you know that space is far too cold
But someday well navigate
Until we find our way back home
And with this light we hold
The universe will know