The moon is lit and the stars are glinting the Wed of the night is singing, Shatters scatter of hopes and dreams. The Queen of fatal beauty sings to the moon dancing around to the lite midnight sky singing on high. Love holds my thoughts wishes are to be made, on this summers night stars dancing around for wishes to be found. Dispels the light of the sleepy eyes darkness is where the dreams to be made morning is a new page, of the breaking of the day.