Immortal Beauty of Night

Air getting colder, Day turning night, The man in the moon smiles, I see little twinkles of light. The stars show a lion, huntress, and more, The moon cotrols the tides, Washing up on the shore. Staring at the sky, Wishing apon a star, Looks very little here, Because it's very, very far. I watch as the immortal beauty of night takes over the lands, Then the stars play tricks on my eyes, And i fall into the Sandman's hands.