Possum Song

i am not really alone if there are stars in the sky
how could i be lonely with so many small winking lights
i am not all by myself if there are birds in the trees
how could i become lonesome with so many songs sung for me
i’m not the only one here if the moon is out
how could i be lonely with that big glowing face shining down
i am not all on my own if the wind is high
how could i become lonesome when it whispers my name blowing by