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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “Is this God’s experiment/ in which we have no say/ in which we’re given paradise/ But only for a day” Lyrics from “Written in the Stars” sung by Elton John and LeAnne Rimes Three days it was of flirting - my anticipation growing - as each time that I saw him, I felt my spirit glowing and my entire being with longing overflowing. Chorus: Written in the stars It was written in the stars that I’d meet him and he’d meet me, but wicked destiny saw to it that only short and sweet our paradise would be. Before he even asked me out, three long wasted nights went by. I yearned and yearned for each return when his sweet brown eyes I’d spy at the shop wherein I worked. Brief were our chats…. And then goodbye. Was he simply gathering nerve? On day three he set a date; for the fourth day we’d go out. I surely didn’t hesitate. Eagerly that next whole day, I had to wait and wait and wait. Chorus (repeat) First on our date, we went to eat. Like Cinderella I was feeling. We drove around a while while my heart was reeling. There was not one kiss from me he needed to be stealing! Time quickly passed as we made out in his car on my own street. His gaze and his caresses and kisses honey-sweet were so divine they blew my mind. But time was oh so fleet. Chorus (repeat) Next day he dropped me at my school and told me thereupon to Quebec, where he was from, he was going. . . going . . . gone. He called a bit and sent some cards, but our romance did not go on. Chorus: Written in the stars It was written in the stars that I’d meet him and he’d meet me, but wicked destiny saw to it that only short and sweet our paradise would be.
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