Stardust

I see the moon as she goes down
And I catch some stardust in my hand
Will there ever be enough to go around?
Could there ever be enough to let us down?
I can't answer that question
We'll leave it up to the pros
And we'll just listen carefully
As the stardust flows
I drop the stardust from my hand
And go back inside again
You fall gently as sin and then slip through my fingers again