The stars are out in the pitch black of night
A twinkle here, and a twinkle there
Oh look a little patch of light
Just walking out of the trees
A boy alone, on his knees
Crying alone, with no one to hear
Except one little star that's coming near
''Whats wrong little boy'' this star might ask
Or ''Quit your crying someone might hear''
But instead of speaking the star carries him into the sky
The boy was not scared anymore, though he didnt even cry
So it became a starry night
With one little leading light
