Stars are the windows of heaven
Where Angels peek through.
Up in the sky, they keep and eye,
On kids like me and you.
They cry each time we are naughty,
Their teardrops are the rain,
But when we're good they are smiling,
And they shine again.
MY MOM SAYS,
Stars are the windows of heaven, where Angels peek through.
I used to sing this to my kids when they were young, this is as I remember it. I am in no way taking credit for anything other than submitting the lyrics.