Black was the sky
in the middle of the night,
except for a solitary star-
a single ray of light.
As I looked up,
except for a solitary star-
a single ray of light.
As I looked up,
from the steering wheel,
at that guiding light-
I wondered if you, so very very far,
were looking at the same sight-
that was bringing me home
at that guiding light-
I wondered if you, so very very far,
were looking at the same sight-
that was bringing me home
to you
tonight.
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