Turn Out The Stars

Turn out the stars Turn out the lights Souls that touch require no seeing When they give their entire being Turn out the stars It's never hard to feel the glow That only you and I can ever know Tell us what to learn By heart and when alone repeat Speak it says I burn But say with what degree of heat Talk in Fahrenheit, in centigrade Use language we can comprehend tell us your blend It gives us little aid but does tell something in the end. Turn out the stars Turn out the lights