The sky is painted black;
But it's not dark out_
Blossoms breaks through
In small pink bits and bobs
As moonlight filters
Through the dancing flowers.
The sky is painted black;
But it's not dark out_
Silver fireflies
Lightens up the stream
As they swarm into
The ever-blue.
The sky is painted black;
But it's not dark out_
Your smiling face
Lingers beneath the buds
Open arms
Awaiting my arrival
As the magical display
Kisses your cheek.
It's not dark out_
Even though,
The sky is painted black
The blackest pitch of night
Because, I've got you,
And you light everything--
Up!!!