Rub the Smiling Stars
We’re all just loners
Trying to smile,
Most of the time,
Or curling up
On the carpet.
Just a little more
In the sun,
A moment, is that
A glimmer in your eye
Reflecting me?
I stay out of your world
And you stay out of mine,
It’s how the stars get by.
We glow individually.
One day, baby, we’ll
Rub our fat worlds
Together
And really try
To get it right.