The Stars

Let me hold your hand
While the music's playing gently
All the stars come out at night
And the brightest is Mark Bentley

As I stare into the sky
Kind of feels like I am dreaming
I get up and start to fly
All around the stars are gleaming

Now the ring of Saturn's near
Past the planets I am soaring
I don't have a single fear
When I'm outer space exploring

Let me hold your hand
As the darkness glows intently
All the stars come out at night
And the brightest is Mark Bentley

Now a comet's streaking by
And the universe is shaking
Now I'm sure that it's a dream
But I hope I don't awaken

Let me hold your hand
While the music's playing gently
All the stars come out at night
And the brightest is Mark Bentley