Oh, City of Stars...♪

I see a City of Stars in you.

You're shining brighter,

you're aura feeling lighter—

like you're about to lift off and fly away

to join the rest of the starry night

and help add more light to the world.

I watch you like someone watching the sky learn a new language—

suddenly fluent in brightness,

suddenly understood by places bigger than us.

I'm proud of you.

And I truly am.

It's what you deserve after everything.

Even if you shine brighter than what my eyes can take,

I'll still thank those above for letting me see it.

As I watch you become bigger,

I sometimes wonder—

if when only one of us keeps becoming,

would distance be next to what happens?

Oh, City of Stars,

Can you look back at me before you go?