Fire By The Water

Tell me a story.
I won't get scared don't worry.
As we are sitting near the fire.
Tell me a story I could admire.
The sun is going down.
I wish this I could draw.

The colors are many and nice.
And the sun isn't that bright.
I think it is making room for the stars and the moon.
We just have to wait it will appear soon.
What about the story you were going to tell.
Was the moment right or your expectations fell.

Now the stars are up shining so bright.
Just over us so high.
I wonder how big they are if I get closer.
Would they be bigger or smaller.
That is a thing I won't know cause I want to hear your story.
Over and over again.