I’ll steal you a star

I’ll go out in the night
I’ll ready my lasso
I’ll take my precise aim
And then my rope I’ll throw

I’ll pull it to the ground
I’ll hold it in a bowl
I’ll take it to our bed
And bare it with my soul

I’ll watch it next to you
I’ll see it brightly shine
I’ll see it’s not so bright as
The starlight that is thine