Starry night sky seem so grand
Gilded lifetimes never so bland
In stories of legends of you and me,
Stories and legends of bold and free
If you are sad, point up high
There's a fairy girl that never lets you cry
Instead she holds your tears to dry
So hold on, dear, and never let go
Read with me gently, just near the window
Explore with my loyal pet, a mystical wolf
That I met one summer's day, sitting 'lone on the loft
And stand mighty upon this hundreds of tales, never forget them
Shout out your dreams to the careless wind and hold out your own
And seek out truth from beneath what you wrote, but remember
Never forget, you are my dearest, my star, my precious daughter