To...
Jackie Chan
As I sit under the willow tree
Thinking about just you and me
Although we never really met
The image of you I can't forget.
Why did you appear only in my sleep?
Oh my love, do you even exist?
Cause there you are up in my mind
Deep in my dream every single night.
And with one look into your eyes
You take me fly up in the sky
You are no less than a Northern Star
So perfect, so bright, and yet so far
If God would grant me just one wish
I wish I could have just one kiss
And even if it means good bye
It'll still show me that I'm alive