for Shy There are not many stars here At far as I could see So even though it is clear I could only count three But you Shy are a star to me By which I see the night Illuminated by your light You are far away but I love you no matter what If crazily somehow For always is for now And here you are Shy shining clear So far away so near To me as it is clear to me This is something that we hear about When our magic overcomes our doubt Steven Curtis Lance   Image: "Magic" front cover, 2005.