Lucy, Little Shooting Star
v4
@Ranjit Chacko
Lucy, Little Shooting Star
v4
@Ranjit Chacko
Text
[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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
Musikstil
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.
