Watching the Stars

We lie in the grass,
Soak up what's all around us,

The feel of the grass under my skin,
The smell of a fresh night,

The cool wind that makes me crinkle my nose,
The smell of flowers sleeping in the night,

Holding hands,
We stare into the night sky,
And talk of the day we had.

Singing a song to the cricket's tune,
We dream the night away.