Shooting Star
(Claudia Scott)

Lena has all kinds of thoughts in her head
Talks to the moon
Says there's a man in the attic
Who follows her around
Without a sound
Nobody sees him
Nobody sees him
But her

Lena' s world is full of dreams and balloons
Flying machines
And funny cartoons
She's having fun and can't understand why
Serious faces
Just pass her by
Can't they see
Can't they see
Her reality

She keeps all her toys in a box
Under her bed
Waits for a fairy to come out at night
It's all in her head
But who's to say what is right
Lena is happy in her own light
In her own light

Lena climbed the water tower one day
Laughed all her way to the top
Looked down at all the people shouting
Telling her to stop
But she set out just like a bird in the sky
Her arms were like wings as she floated so high
She was flying
While they were crying

Now maybe somewhere on a big white cloud
She's waving to us
From the heaven above
Oh, little shooting star
I wonder how you are
I wonder how you are

Claudia Scott: acoustic guitar and vocal
Jørn Raknes: steel guitar
Tom Rudi Torjussen: percussion
Erik Honoré: live sampling