As the stars envelop the entire sky,
The cold breeze embraces one who's at awe
And lifts one up from the ground way up high
To see the bright colorful starlit show.
The breeze will whisper stories to your ears
About nights that quickly passed-by so soon
And tales that'll surely make one moved to tears
Underneath the silver shades of the moon.
The breeze sends chills that run one's veins and spine
And let one feel the coldness of the night.
It will make sure everything is fine
Even though one is behind those headlights.
