Starlight

I try to trace the moon,
Draw a line, and it's my balloon,
To fly away, yet drawn to what shines.
To fathom confetti like stars.
Are they the peep holes of heaven?
Or afterlife of souls?

I saw a shooting star,
Like a rainbow for the moon afar.
The starlight, twinkle for us,
For you and I.
As we lay down on the grass,
Enchanted by this sky full of stars.

And even if we take a night stroll,
We'll still be followed by the moon.
They'll still be whispers on the street,
If you feel alone.
And if you do feel alone, look into the blue.
'Cause all of the stars are here for you.