Lost In The Stars - Abbey Lincoln
Before lord god made the sea or the land
He held all the stars
In the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers
Like grains of sand
And one little star fell alone
Then the lord god hunted
Through the wide night air
For the little dark star
In the wind down there
And he stated and promised
He'd take special care
So it wouldn't get lost no more
Now a man don't mind if the stars get dim
And the clouds blow over and darken him
As long as the lord god's watching over him
Keeping track how long it all goes on
But I've been walking through
The night and the day
Till my eyes get weary
And my head turns gray
And sometimes it seems maybe
God's gone away
Forgetting his promise and
The word he'd say
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars big stars blowing
Through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars big stars blowing
Through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars