There are stars in the ceiling
And they are so beautiful
When I see them shine so clearly
I don't want 'em to stop
If you were here you would have seen 'em
Maybe its you I'm looking at
Now you fall down
But where you landed is a riddle
I am lookin', I'm lookin' still
Maybe you're hiding 'neath the pillow
And when I'm sleeping, you're sleeping 'til
I wake up
