A Handful Of Stars - Diana Panton, Don Thompson, Reg Schwager

I recall the story,

That night of love and glory

A night that left my heart romantic scars

We stood so near to heaven

That I reached clear to heaven

And gathered you a handful of stars

Sweet remembered hour

When love began to flower

With moonlight through the trees like silver bars

And as the moon grew older

I reached across your shoulder

And gathered you a handful of stars

I placed my fingertips upon your lips

And stars fell in your eyes

Moonglow made a halo of your hair

Suddenly you looked at me and dreams began to rise

Oh, what things unspoken trembled in the air

Our hearts were madly beating

And then our lips were meeting

And Venus seemed to melt right into Mars

Then while we stood caressing

Blue heaven sent a blessing

A shower of a handful of stars… !