Once I held the moon a lover's gift
If memory serves me right
Once I owned the sky where moons could drift
And bathe my world in light
I held on to that moon as long as
She was there just holding me
But it means nothing to moons you see
Once I held the moon a lover's ploy
It was not hers to give
This is life she said enjoy
But it wasn't mine to live
I let the moon slip through my fingers
And my love let go of me
But it means nothing to moons you see
They sail through the night and you follow
You hitch up your heart to that moon like a cart
It's all you know how
You're faced with your pride but can't swallow
You lift up your spoon
And you howl at the moon
That it shouldn't have shone
And that you are not sad she has gone
Once I held the moon
And by its light I loved and she loved me
But it means nothing to moons you seen
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