Before Lord God made the sea or the land
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He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
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And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
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And one little star fell alone
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Then the Lord God hunted through the wide night air
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For the little dark star on the wind down there
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And he stated and promised he'd take special care
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So it wouldn't get lost no more
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Now, a man don't mind if the stars get dim
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And the clouds blow over and darken him
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So long as the Lord God's watching over them
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Keeping track how it all goes on
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But I've been walking through the night and the day
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Till my eyes get weary and my head turns gray
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And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away
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Forgetting his promise and word he'd say
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And we're lost out here in the stars
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Little stars, big stars, blowing through the night
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And we're lost out here in the stars
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Lost In The Stars
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| Tony Bennett |
