There she goes like a star, she glistens from afar,
and then she silently sits down.
And I don't know why? I ask the question, why?
And when the night is through, I'm missing you again.
In the morning, like a story,
And I'm sorry...
In the evening, skies are starry,
And I'm sorry...
There she goes like a star, she glistens from afar,
and like a queen she knows my name.
And I don't know why, I ask the question why, and when the night is through,
I'm missing you again.
In the morning, like a story
And I'm sorry...
In the evening, skies are starry, and I'm sorry...
In the morning, like a story, and I'm sorry...
In the evening, skies are starry, and I'm sorry...
