There she goes like a star, she glistens from afar, and then she silently sits down. And I don't know why? I ask the question, why? And when the night is through, I'm missing you again. In the morning, like a story, And I'm sorry... In the evening, skies are starry, And I'm sorry... There she goes like a star, she glistens from afar, and like a queen she knows my name. And I don't know why, I ask the question why, and when the night is through, I'm missing you again. In the morning, like a story And I'm sorry... In the evening, skies are starry, and I'm sorry... In the morning, like a story, and I'm sorry... In the evening, skies are starry, and I'm sorry...