The sun has gone down but I'm glad that it went
I prefer the darkness for messages sent.
Sent far away on the breezes so light
Born on the wings of the couriers of night.
The stars are cold diamonds on the canvas of black
Looking down on the land they don't want to come back.
The moon bathes the world in a bright silver glow
She touches all with her song, so gentle and low.
Oh Lady Moon hear my wishes I plead!
I need you to listen, to guide and to lead.
I'm so lost during the day, I feel calm only at night
Please give me answers and please clear my sight.