There was a night when you and I
Looked up from where we lay,
When we were children, and the sky
Was not so far away.
We looked toward the deep dark blue
Beyond our window bars,
And into all our dreaming drew
The spirit of the stars.
We did not see the world asleep —
We were already there!
We did not find the way so steep
To climb that starry stair.
And faint at first and fitfully,
Then sweet and shrill and near,
We heard the eternal harmony
That only angels hear;
And many a hue of many a gem
We found for you to wear,
And many a shining diadem
To bind about your hair;
We saw beneath us faint and far
The little cloudlets strewn,
And I became a wandering star,
And you became my moon.