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 mights 
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 sunny 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 of it's might 
A little diamond colored blue 
In the middle of the night 
We keep sending little kites 
Until a little light gets through