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Her little looked up to the evening sky
As twilight spread across her face she wondered why
She to me to ask who made it so
So sure that I know

Who the moon, who paints the sky
Who the stars and turns them on each night
Who the rose it's time to bloom
How do know it's June
Dad, who the moon

As that little girl grew up to discover
She found people's words could cut deeper than a knife
But somehow were always used for good
I guess she

Who the moon, who paints the sky
Who hangs the stars and them on each night
Who fills the hearts, that have no
With shooting and toy balloons
Dad, who made the

And who decides who gets to
And who decides its to die
And who decides the ones you
Don't get to say

Now I sit alone and the evening sky
I'd give I'll ever own for just one more night
To her close and share the mystery
And hear her me

Who the moon, who paints the sky
Who hangs the stars and turns them on each
Who shows the world how to play in
She got her answers way too
She knows who made the

Who the moon, who paints the sky
Who hangs the stars and turns on each night
How can I this empty room
Why'd she to leave so soon
God, who the moon