Stars

There are more stars in the August sky
Than you and I can count
As they fall like sand through an open hand
In such a great amount

One for every song I wish I'd sung
Every love I've never known
But I know you're here now beside me dear
And I'll never sing alone

I will never sing alone my love, I will never sing alone
While you're still here beside me dear I'll never sing alone

There's a tattered map beneath our feet
Of a patchwork blue and green
All the county lines and the rocky spines
And the spaces in between

But there is no place I'd rather be, nothing I would rather do
Than to hold you tight on an August night and count the stars with you
And count the stars with you my love, and count the stars with you
As they fall like sand through an open hand
Until the night is through