"the night is young, the moon has cast its spell" he said
....And I said "darling! it's time to say good bye"
"Was it only so much of the night I'd have with you" he asked
...And I fluttered my wings, and said "it's time for me to fly"
"I'd want to wake you with a song and sleep with the smell of you in me " he said "how will you hear me from that far"
...I said "look outside, in the grey sky, wish aloud, I am - 'the yet so near, yet so far'I'm the shooting star"