I counted the stars under the city lights
I saw them, just passed the clouds
They looked like bright, shiny diamonds
So I didn’t mind standing near cows
As I looked closely, I saw constellations
They told stories of how things used to be
Things that went back thousands of years
Much earlier than the years of A.D.
As I counted to a very high number
The stars all blurred into one
And I made a wish right there in that moment
That I would soon again see the bright sun