Stars

The stars roll in,
wave the birds goodbye,
end of the day and a new begin,
thousand little lights in a dark sky.

As she lays there,
She closes her eyes,
the wind takes her prayer,
to the thousand little lights in the dark sky.

Find hope in the moon,
She's too strong to cry,
'I'll be home soon,'
she whispers to the thousand little lights in the dark sky.

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