It's so amazing to touch a star.
To feel it's warmth shoot through my arms.
It happens to me when I touch you.
As we fly together in the midnight hue.
I know the other stars are jealous, because you are the brightest of them all.
I know they are envious, because you stay in the sky when other's fall.
I know they can't help it, but to bow to your magnificent glory.
I know they'll sing hymns forever, about your majestic story.
So as I lay my head and remember your touch, I say my prayers and close my eyes.
To know I'll sleep peacefully, under the brightest star who reigns the skies.