[Verse 1] Tiny sneakers by the front door Crayon sun on the fridge Taped high You spin circles in the kitchen Laugh so hard that you close your eyes
[Chorus] Lucy Little shooting star Racing through my sky Don’t you ever lose that spark Lucy When the night feels dark All I gotta do is think of where you are Lucy Little shooting star
[Verse 2] You ask questions at the red lights “Who paints clouds? Do they ever sleep?” You hold tight to my wrinkled fingers Like a secret that I get to keep
[Chorus]
[Bridge] One day you’ll be taller than my stories One day you’ll be chasing your own dreams I’ll be on the porch in the quiet Watching where your light still gleams
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Style of Music
Gentle acoustic pop with warm piano and soft pads, building from intimate fingerpicked guitar in the verse into a brighter, mid-tempo singalong chorus. Light percussion brushes and glockenspiel accents on the hook. Childlike wonder in the melody, big open harmonies on the title line, spacious mix that feels like a clear night sky.