Every star was out that night,
Across the shadowed sky,
He took my hand in his again,
A twinkle in his eye.

"The stars are there for you," he said,
"For when the feelings hurt.
Just look towards the stars," he sang,
"And let the magic work."

I looked up at their beauty,
As silently, they shone,
And in my heart, there lay new hope,
The desperation gone.