The stars come out lighting a deep blue sky When mother nature sings her lullaby The moon bends low kissing each rose goodnight When mother nature sings her lullaby Our cares and all our troubles Will soon be put to flight The gentle breeze of evening Will blow them thru the night Each heartache gone, many new hopes are born When mother nature sings her lullaby
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