Oh, I miss the stars.
I've got nothing at best to say, but try to understand.
And she takes the pills and deals me an honest hand,
And says "leave it for other men."
Try to understand.
And I sing "oh, brother please understand."
And we don't deserve blessings of any sort,
But God bless you anyways.
And try to understand.
Oh, I miss the stars.
I've got nothing at best to say.
Try to understand.
