Under the dark sky of navy hues
Washed by mellifluous moonbeams
I whisper to the stars at night
My sweetest fondest dreams.
Dreams of a joyful laughing world
And happy songs to sing
Fragrance of love in the air
And gardens of forever spring.
Of seas that wash their sandy shores
With tender healing waves
Of winds that murmur stirring thoughts
I whisper to the stars at night
My sweetest fondest dreams.
Dreams of a joyful laughing world
And happy songs to sing
Fragrance of love in the air
And gardens of forever spring.
Of seas that wash their sandy shores
With tender healing waves
Of winds that murmur stirring thoughts
Perk spirits on droopy days.
A world where rain drains all the pain
From heavy hearts that grieve
Of radiant sunshine, its magic spell
Building hopes from golden weaves.
My secret desires I give to the stars
To carry all sadness away
Over the threshold of the waking dawn
And make all the world a happy place.
MS
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