On a cold November night
We watch the stars together
Your little hand in mine…
Watch stars of shining spray in a endless sea…
Watch darkness pin-pricked with silver light…
Watch glitter sprinkled from a velvet sky,
A thousand petals falling from an ancient tree.
And I ask you
What are you thinking?
And you answer,
I’m thinking that there’s
Someone up there
And He’s looking back
Especially at me.