Two little kids watching the skies
One of them says I wonder why
All of the stars are shining so bright
When there wasn't a star last night
I've often wondered what is a star
The other says here's what they are
Stars are the windows of heaven
Where angels peep through
Up in the sky they keep an eye
On kids like me and you
They cry each time we are naughty
Their teardrops are the rain
But when we're good they are smiling and they shine again
Stars are the windows of heaven
Where angels peep through
They cry each time we are naughty
Their teardrops are the rain
But when we're good they are smiling and they shine again
My mom says stars are the windows of heaven
Where angels peep through
