On a cold November night
We watch the stars together
Your little hand in mine...
Watch stars of shining spray
In an endless sea,
Watch darkness pinpricked
With silver light
Watch glitter sprinkled
From a velvet sky,
A thousand petals falling
From an Ancient Tree.
And l ask you
What are you thinking?
And you answer
I'm thinking that there's someone up there
And He's looking back
Especially at me
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