In my drifting memory There's a shooting star It fell before me So close and yet so far Every now and then I wonder where you are To quell my lonely And disillusioned heart The blues are calling me Oh, every time I follow A tearful memory Oh, every time I follow But in the midst of emptiness You fill my heart With love and music And tell me where to start Every now and then The clouds begin to part And I see the beauty In song and shooting stars The music's calling me Oh, every time I follow I hear this melody Oh, every time I follow