Claire de lune a tune for lovers,
take your rhythm from Debussy,
there is time to count the stars
not yet full, the moon, discrete
hides behind the clouds,
many layers and yours to climb.
Time is all you have.
Time is all you need.
Slow sweet, slow,waste not a moment,
count them all, miss not one.
Nine the summit of your dreams
reach out,count them all,
count them all together.