Under the Starlit Sky

This is where we all go,
To run away or hide
From our woes and sorrows.
Taking someone's hand,
Under the stars,
Our lips touch,
The moon picks us out,
Like a spotlight on stage,
As we dance,
Dance together under the starlit sky.
Friends drink and smoke,
Play and joke.
Whilst we dance under the starlit sky.
This place is always busy,
Except for when it rains,
The collector of lost souls,
Who missed their last trains,
I found love that night.
Under the starlit sky.
Something far out of reach.
Always afraid, but in that moment I yield.
I lost my self and was reborn again,
In those London fields.

- Andrew Horner