Quinten:Somewhere out there, Beneath the pale moonlight, Someone's thinking of me, And loving me tonight. Florence:Somewhere out there, Someone's saying a prayer, That we'll find one another, In that big somewhere out there. And even though I know how very far apart we are, It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star, Quinten:And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby, It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky!