Setting the Sun, Rising the Moon.
I'll take you down one last trip,
back down to Earth and your Dreams.
Waltzing through your memories,
I'll watch over you.
Guiding through the Sunset,
I glide off at my Dawn.
Once the Day Breaks,
I'll lay you down on your bed once more.
I sing a little tune, for. . .
As a Sweet Little Comet,
Gliding through the sky,
Rest on the Clouds,
And Dream real high.
Tonight.
This Night.
Good. . .night.
