The world is yours, not mine Quidam.
Your dreams are yours.
You may have touched the stars but they weren't moved
If you reach for me, I may not choose to hold your hand.
I might smile or turn away
An ordinary man, Quidam
Oh that song touches me, it's my life and perhaps yours, tooDear reader, you may hardly know me but trust me, hardship has known my doorstep: near death, broken bones, a crushed heart, yet I reach and touch the stars.
You are my stars - and I am yours. We feel each others pain, share each others joys and smile sometimes turning away.
We are every person, you and I and Quidam
We, you and I can touch the stars by helping others