Neath the starry skies,
is where I was first saw her for what she meant,
neath the blazing sun,
is where she first saw me for what I meant.
Neath the starry skies,
in each other’s arms were those cozy nights spent,
neath the blazing sun,
is where those arms pulled apart and to different directions we went.
Neath the starry skies,
is where we always cuddled and together we dreamt,
and neath the blazing sun,
is where those dreams one unfortunate day got bent.
And today as I kneel neath those starry skies,
I pray with all my heart and soul instead of just sit and repent,
that just like the stars forever scattered about us,
that magic of yore surrounds us again like a never ending torrent.
