**Lyrics belong to Bryan White.**

`I guess I must be wishing
On someone else's star
Seems like someone else keeps getting
What I'm wishing for
Why can't I be as lucky
As those other people are?
Oh, I guess I must be wishing
On someone else's star.'

He wrote the words down, seeming to remember them from the radio somewhere. He tapped the end of his pen on the table, staring off into the darkness of the bus. He didn't want to go back to the bunks, not again. He couldn't force himself to cry into his pillows for another night. Each time he did, it tipped him just a little more, and he knew that he couldn't be with them anymore. He wasn't part of the band; he was a lost soul.

`I know they'll never understand, they can't. I wish that thinking of a way to say goodbye wasn't so damned hard.'

He looked outside to the empty stadium parking lot, the lights twinkling in the distance the only sign of life. He glanced down at the paper in front of him again, looking over the last line he had
written. Moistening his lips, his eyes wandered the interior of the bus, his reflection in the window showing his saddened features. He turned slightly when he heard a snore from the back of the bus, full attention drawn for a moment.

`Seems like everyone else is in love, everyone but me. The stars are looking bright tonight, now that we aren't under constant clouds. I remember home and the sun, and I wish that I was there instead of here racking my brain.'

Memories of better times flash behind his eyes, each one better then the last until the times grow more recent. They slow to a crawl, creeping by and reminding him why he was doing what he was. He tapped on the table again, trying to bring his focus back.

`The stars are shinning brightly, so one more wish goes up. I wish that he would not blame himself, that he understands why. I don't think I even know right now, and that tears me apart. I don't know where I go from here, don't know where I'll land. Where ever it is, it has to be better then this.'

He rubbed his chin, his elbows resting on the table. The black ink almost seemed to magically appear on the paper, melding with the light blue lines running the width. He blinked slowly a couple of times, his mind almost blank. His eyes drifted back again to the curtain that hid his small lamp light from the other five band members sleeping soundly only feet away.

`I know that I can never really have what I want, but that's just life. It isn't fair, and it was never meant to be. Call me weak, but I can't take it anymore. I can't stand staying when I know that I'm
only dragging my feet in the dirt. I can't stand looking at him when I know what I'm feeling will never be returned. I can't stand being the only one in the dark when I feel like I should be happy.'

He scribbled another line down before setting the pen down. He read over the page one more time deciding that there really was nothing more to say. His gaze went back to the curtain again as he folded the paper. His socked feet made almost no noise as he padded back through the thin fabric, sitting down on the floor to look into one of the bunks.

Sleep fluffed peroxide spikes stuck up off the head, the light from the front lobby catching on a lip ring. Peaceful in the silence, he reached forward to put the letter next to the sleeping form. He
folded his arms, just watching for the few moments that he could spare. As he pushed himself up, he brushed his fingers gently against the sleeping man's cheek, a tear slowly slipping down his own cheek.

`Alone again tonight, without someone to love...'

He bit his lower lip, taking one last look. He sighed softly as he turned and walked back to the front of the bus. He looked around again as he slipped his shoes on, pulling the laces tight. Somewhere on the counter someone's watch beeped out the hour, telling him it was time to go.

His shoes made a quiet scrapping on the blacktop of the parking lot as he turned around to look at the bus again. The moon caught and lit the top, casting shadows around him, caressing the ground around his feet. He smiled sadly, stepping up to put his hand against one of the side panels.

`I wish with all my might...'

He dropped his hand and looked back up to the stars. Taking a deep breath, he started his way across the lot. He didn't look back as his heart broke, a tear running down his cheek. He sighed, his foot dragging for a moment before he stopped. His eyes lowered, his hands hanging limply from his pockets as he argued with his mind. Shaking his head, he started walking again.

`I guess I must be wishing on someone else's star...'