Before Lord God made the sea and the land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand.
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand.
And one little star fall alone.
Then the Lord God hunted through the wild night air
for the little dark star in the wind down there,
and he stated and promised he'd take special care.
So it wouldn't get lost again
Now, man don't mind if the stars grow dim,
and the clouds blow over and darken him.
So long as the Lord God's watching over him
keeping track how it all goes on.
But I've been walking through the night and the day.
Till my eyes get weary and my hair turns grey.
And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away,
forgetting the promise that we heard him say...
And we're lost out here in the stars.
Little stars, big stars,
blowing through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars.
Little stars, big stars,
Blowing through the night...
And we're lost out here in the stars!

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