G  D  G  C  G    D

[Verse 1]
    G        D         G    C
I’m glad the stars are over me 
    G     Em       D
And not beneath my feet
      G         D       Em  C
Where we should trample on them  
     Em             D
Like cobbles on the street


[Verse 2]
  C             D
I think it is a happy thing 
     G               C
That they are set so far
     G       D       G       C
It’s best to have to look up high 
     D               G
When you would see a star