The moon looked down upon me
Silently she watched my tears
She noticed my confusion
Felt my pain and fears
She sent down a little star
Soaring high in the sky
He came down, and softly spoke to me
'Hush now, my child, don't cry'
'I know how badly you've been hurt
But it will all get okay'
I looked up at his shining smile
And some of the sadness went away
'See,' he said, 'it will be better.
'Just give yourself some peace.
And all the troubles will fade in the air
All pain will slowly decrease.'
And up he went, with a trace of sparks
Full starry steam ahead
I looked up at the moon, and then she talked
'Sweet dreams, my dear,' she said..