I used to have glowing stars on my closet door at night
They never really shone as far as my hockey stick nightlight
But glowing stars are like passing cars
Glowing stars are like one big candelabra
You never really know who you are
I still can feel the orange glow of the pumpkins in the hall
The shadows, like a thick willow, would dance upon the wall
But glowing stars are like handlebars
And handlebars on bikes take you to the place where you are
Be careful to leave my door ajar
The more you think the more you know
The more you breath the more you choke
Every day's a new day at night
Every day's a new day at night
I used to have glowing stars on my closet door at night
They never really shone as far as my hockey stick nightlight
