I danced on a moonbeam
All covered in tears
Ah too soon again
Should have remembered my fears.

I did too much journeying
The chance was so near
To me making my name
Without worry or fear

I sewed by the window
From dusk until dawn
By magic I d create
Something new
To be worn

But i sewed in the twilight
With thread
Silver and Gold
Forgetting that this thread
Did not grow old.

My hands grew feeble
And my eyes grew weak
On the floor for hours
My dropped needle I d seek

The thread it entwined me
And lifted me up
To the stars and the galaxies
Waiting above

It was only then that i saw
Waht I d been doing for years
I had created that moonbeam
The stars and the tears.