Over the moon...

Tonight, i will look up to the stars and know you're looking down on me. I've done wrong so you're not so proud of me. I wish I could go back, change what i've done. My life's a mess. I will have no fun. When danger comes I don't turn and run. I try and face it. Head on. All alone, step by step. I'm ruining my life, my memories, my rep. I wish you hadn't died. Instead it should have been me. You would have lived your life right. You'd know where to be. So, north star up so high, give my dad the wings to fly. If i die and see him soon let me fly with him... over the moon.