The Sunday after, there was laughter in the air

Everybody had a kite they were flying everywhere

And all the trouble went away and it wasn't just a dream

All the trouble went away, and it wasn't just a dream



In the middle of the night

We try and try with all our might

To light a little light down here

In the middle of the night

We dream of a million kites

Flying high above the sadness and the fear



Little sister, just remember as you wander through the blue

The little kite that you sent flying on a Sunday afternoon

Made of something light as nothing

Made of joy that matters too

How the little dreams we dream are all we can really do



In the middle of the night

The world turns with all its might

A little diamond, colored blue

In the middle of the night

We keep sending little kites

Until a little light gets through