Lyrics:

(M. Anderson, K. Weil) [Recorded Febrary 18, 1963, Los Angeles] Before Lord God made the sea or the land He held all the stars in the palm of his hand And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand And one little star fell alone Then the Lord God hunted through the wide night air For the little dark star in the wind down there And he stated and promised he'd take special care So it wouldn't get lost no more Now, a man don't mind if the stars get dim And the clouds blow over and darken him So long as the Lord God's watching over him Keeping track how it all goes on But I've been walking through the night and the day Till my eyes get weary and my head turns gray And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away Forgetting his promise and the word he'd say And we're lost out here in the stars Little stars big stars blowing through the night And we're lost out here in the stars Little stars big stars blowing through the night And we're lost out here in the stars