Under the Same Stars

We all live under the same stars The harvest moon mysterious Mars We’re all pretty small… under the vast Milky Way just another speck just a brief day We all just want a roof overhead A place to call home A comfy bed We all just want Something to eat Captain Crunch Pickled pigs feet We all just want Someone to love A hand to hold Or velvet glove We all just want To live our life Love our kids Love our wife We all live Under the same sun Same red blood In bodies run We all will live We all will go We cannot stay That we know David Kettler