Do not go walking the streets this night,

for the world is scary and dark.

Do not go walking the streets this night,

or you'll not greet the morning lark.

Though the full moon shines with all it's might,

the shadows is casts as dark.

Though the full moon shines with all it's might,

it has ceased its endless arc.

They miss you and cry for you,

and I don't want to lie for you,

so I told them that you'd gone far and away.

Now they miss you and pray for you,

wishing they could come for you,

but they know that even stars can lose their way.

We know not what drew this fearful blight,

but the windows have all gone dark.

We know not what drew this fearful blight,

and none can dodge its mark.

They miss you and cry for you,

and I don't want to lie for you,

so I told them that you'd gone far and away.

Now they miss you and pray for you,

wishing they could come for you,

but they know that even stars can lose their way.

And now the stars have lost their light,

and you're far off in the dark.

And now that stars have lost their light,

but you're not alone off in the dark...