Beyond the Stars

Wine has been served by candle light;
Melissa is with me tonight.
Her short night gown is pink and red;
I've watched her move from bath to bed.

Melissa did not come from Mars;
Melissa lives beyond the stars;
She has told me, she cannot stay;
This angel has to fly away.

No letters sent with postage due;
No e-mails in a week or two;
That's why I say, “Let us have fun;
Let this night be a happy one.”

When I wake up, I will not see
The girl who was just hugging me;
But angels are afraid of strings
And I don't believe in clipping wings.