I am sitting writing poems to you
on the dark side of the moon
The quietness is a muse to me
But I will come back to you soon

Looking out into vast space
it's hard to understand
how many trillion stars exist
more than every grain of sand

Looking down upon the earth below
just a spinning speck in the sky
Then I see our tiny house
Where we will live until we die

Together we live our tiny life
But we are happy you and I.
Out here all the spangled stars
are so lonesome it makes me cry

But we are man and wife
Two little specks that love
And the warmth of you fills my heart
Even from so far above

Maybe we don't count for much
In the universe of time and space
But all its wonders that I have seen
Will pale when I come home
and see your face.