I recall a story,
A night of love and glory,
A night that left my heart romantic stars.
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 place my fingertips upon your lips,
The stars fell in your eyes,
The 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!
And while we stood caressing,
Blue heaven sent a blessing,
A shower of a handful of stars!
Our hearts were madly beating,
And then our lips were meeting,
And Venus seemed to melt right into Mars!
And while we stood caressing,
Blue heaven sent a blessing,
A shower of a handful of stars!