My dear fair lady, I shall make this crystal clear.
That you may understand me, my dear.

You are a milk maiden above in nocturnal air.
Sprinkling Fairy Dust, everywhere.

As you scatter stars your heart sings.
And music mur-murs from your fluttering wings.

You are the goddess of sprinkled starlight.
Your enchantment painted this placid sight.

Your magic wand cast a spell on me.
Imparting companionship in my imagery.

While I courted my muse, you made me float.
I drifted in my dream, on your little white boat.

You are appreciated...as is each and every star.
I thank you, dear lady...you know who you are.

I promise you this...and I'll promise again.
I'll still be aboard...when your ship comes in.