Stardust on my toes



Sometimes when I'm counting sheep

   Or resting in repose,

I find when waking from my sleep

   Some stardust on my toes.



In my dreams, as I take flight,

    It's often that I ponder,

What will I find out there tonight,

    Beyond the wild blue yonder?



Whenever I can get the chance

   To rest and lightly doze

I like to let my spirit dance

   With stardust on my toes



I leave behind these earthly bars

    And cannot help believing

We only reach the farthest stars

    With lightness of our being.



So every time a nap I take,

   Though no one even knows,

I hope that I will finally wake

   With stardust on my toes.
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