The stars are burning
And the moon is shining bright
The world is turning
Underneath this canopy of night
Somewhere tomorrow warms the distance
With the light of dawn
You yawn, my love
Your eyes are growing tired
The dawn must come although we will deny it
I'd like to hold you here
Beneath these clouds of darkest blue
It could be a million years
Before the day comes creepin through
But in the meantime
Let the moonshine shine
I'm fine my love, but tell me
How are you...?
You know that in the end it all comes true
You know that in the end it all comes true
You know that in the end it all comes true
Heavenly homes
Are hard to find
Heavenly thoughts
In heavenly minds
Are not the world's design
Are not the world's design
Not the world's design
