When All the Star were Falling
Written by Lisa Loeb

When all the stars were falling,
I reached up like you said.
All the stars were falling, one hit me in the head,
and I fell down, down, down.
I fell down, down.

When all the stars were falling,
they fell from above
and I thought of hate, and I thought of hate,
and then I thought of love.
I fell down, down, down,
I fell down, down.

And I've learned how to dance from a Vincent Van Gogh,
and the nights were wrapped in a white sheet,
and now no one even says hello,
'cause I couldn't stand on my two feet
I fell down
I fell down.

Now the peace you will find, in your own you have found,
the lights of the city are the stars on the ground.
"I may not be a quaalude living in a speed zone,"*
But I could be restful, I could be someone's home,
if I fell down,
and I fell down, down.

Now all the stars have fallen.