"Astrella" lyrics
"Astrella"
She walks through the stars
Past Saturn and Mars
Who knows how she feels?
With a Moon on her heel
She glides through the night
In swirling, soft flight
Owls hoot and stare
As the wind lifts her hair
She walks through the stars
Past Saturn and Mars
Who knows how she feel?
With a Moon on her heel
I can see her now, asleep in the heavy, heavy night
With a single sheet cover in brown skin and white
Hear her breathing soft and low, perfuming the air
With her tiny fingers gently sleeping in your hand
Sleeping in your hand
Sleeping in your hand
Sleeping in your hand
Sleeping in your hand
Sleeping in your hand
Sleeping in your hand
Sleeping in your hand
She walks through the stars
Past Saturn and Mars
Who knows how she feel?
With a Moon on her heel
My lady of the stars
My lady, Astrella
My lady of the stars
My lady of the stars
My lady of the stars
My lady of the stars
My lady, Astrella
My lady of the stars
My lady, Astrella
My lady of the stars, lady
My lady of the stars
Writer(s): Donovan Phillips Leitch
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