The streetlights twinkle in the sky,
Which remind me of that soft little lullaby.
Iโm grateful to have heard it
and to have dreamt to it.
Iโm grateful that I learnt it
and now sing it to my kids.
My kids who remind me of the lights,
my kids that remind me of the time that
singing and wishing to stars
were just as important as facing the real life.
Nights get cold, but letโs not allow the te...