Wastin’ Stars
Kyle Jackson-Rachky, Kelly McKay, Brad McKinney

First chill of September
Yeah, it’s pull-you-closer weather
Could this night get any better, I can’t wait to find out

Is this real or am I dreamin’
Girl, I can feel you breathin’
Wouldn’t change a damn thing even if I could somehow

The sky’s so bright tonight
A million chances to make a wish
But I got it all
When I got you in my arms like this
Lyin’ back, kissin’ on the hood of my car
It’s a perfect night for wastin’ stars
Wastin’ stars

I could throw a penny in a fountain
Go four-leaf clover countin’
Blow all my candles out an’ you’re still all that I’d want

Don’t know how I got so lucky
What I did to make you love me
But I swear that there ain’t nothing gonna top what we got

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