The fault in our stars

It's just another night and I'm staring at the moon.
I saw a shooting star and thought of you.
I sang a lullaby by the waterside and knew, if you were here I'd sing to you.
You're on the other side as the skyline splits in two.
I'm miles away from seeing you…
I can see the stars from America.
I wonder, do you see them, too?