Stars, Stars, Stars
Waving at me from the night sky,
Looking into the depths of my heart,
Reaching to me like an old ally,
Organizing yourselves like a symphony by Mozart.

Stars, Stars, Stars
When the lights are asleep,
And the sun must rest,
The sleeping tide you out leap,
Accomplishing your vast quest.
Stars, Stars, Stars
Around the world you fly,
No break in your gait,
From Chicago to Shanghai,
Without a base plate.

Stars, Stars, Stars
At last you are above me,
Resting with me like a cozy pillow,
And as I become drowsy,
I great my dreams with a kind Hello.