I've counted my stars,
and they all wish me luck,
I place them in my waistband,
neatly I tuck.

I've counted my stars,
they say they love you too,
they wink at me,
just as you do.

I've counted my stars,
and there are an infinite amount,
they fall in my pocket,
and I carry them around,

because they make me fly high,
like you do,
but they're here when you're not about.