It was me who took her by the hand to the moon,
she now says she is there on her own!
A girl on the moon that pretends she forgot,
everything happened before, in no time!
I held her gently by her waist and danced,
she couldn't match my speed, she wobbled,
still she pretended her status was single,
on the sly, she was waiting for the prince of the moon
Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 11:58 AM UTC
It was me who took her by the hand to the moon,
she now says she is there on her own!
A girl on the moon that pretends she forgot,
everything happened before, in no time!
I held her gently by her waist and danced,
she couldn't match my speed, she wobbled,
still she pretended her status was single,
on the sly, she was waiting for the prince of the moon
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