Stars

A million stars glistering in the midnight sky,

Gazing them alone and I don't know why.

Sitting on the beach with my toes in the sand,

Wishing I could just hold your hand.

And walk you by the shore,

Looking into your eyes,

That I so adore.

I would pluck that million stars and in the box I would store,

Hoping we could we could sit on the beach,

And count the stars to the very dawn.