Kite Song

The Sunday after

There was laughter in the air

Everybody had a kite

They were flying everywhere

And all the trouble went away

And it wasn't just a dream

All the trouble went away

And it wasn't just a dream

In the middle of the night

We try and try with all our might

To light a little light down here

In the middle of the night

We dream of a million kites

Flying high above the sadness and the fear

Little sister, just remember

As you wander through the blue

The little kite that you sent flying

On a Sunday afternoon

Made of something light as nothing

Made of joy that matters too

How the little dreams we dream

Are all we can really do

In the middle of the night

The world turns with all its might

A little diamond coloured blue

In the middle of the night

We keep sending little kites

Until a little light gets through