Suddenly before my eyes hues of indigo arise with them how my spirit sighs paint the sky with stars. Only night will ever know why the heavens never show all the dreams there are to know paint the sky with stars. Who has paced the midnight sky? So a spirit has to fly. As the heavens seem so far now who will paint the midnight star? Night has brought to those who sleep only dreams they cannot keep I have legends in the deep paint the sky with stars. (Instrumental:)                              Who has paced the midnight sky? So a spirit has to fly. As the heavens seem so far now who will paint the midnight star? Place a name upon the night one to set your heart alight and to make the darkness bright paint the sky with stars.