Child of the Stars
by: Robert Zimmerman

Sometimes
I look up into the sky
And I wonder how you
Came to be.
You entrance me;
Fill me with life.
How can you be so perfect?
I wonder, are you
A child of the stars?

Were you sent
From the gate of the heavens,
The stars above?
The way you make me feel...
It's unreal how you can
Tug me along
With a nod and that smile.

Watching and wondering
Just what you think.
I never know what to do,
So I follow you.
To the end I
Will be mystified by you.

You're someone
To make me whole,
Be mine
And I will be yours,
My love.