Have you ever been camping?

But one night, I will.

I love to see the moon and the stars,

Where there’s no other source of light.

And after I gaze enough,

I would make a bonfire,

S ’mores and hot coco.

Then I would bring out the ukulele,

Play it

And sing Grow Old With You

Or and Wouldn’t it Be Nice.

Let the moon and the stars witness.

After I sing enough,

I would lay down with him,

Say a little prayer,

And bid goodnight

To the moon and the stars above.