See those red windows by Midland Park Where the schoolyard stands empty in the frozen dark See that Neon motor in 21st gear And the only question is "why are we here?" In memory motel with unchanging rates I still see the Moon Glow in your face
By the edge of the stream with bread in hand Two doves chase the wind to a foreign land As our voices are carried to a teenage past In naΓ―ve reclusion we knew couldn't last With a palette of hate I still can taste I still see the Moon Glow in your face
Weathered storms on a Parisian stage The book can't be written unless you turn every page On a worn out, de-facto, company car The diamonds will promise to make you a star In sovereign rule of my mind's estate I still see the Moon Glow on your face
On Ebony's wings coming down from the sky Miracle rides close behind The waves from Mexico have long since passed No moment is forever and it won't be the last With ocean eyes and a passioned embrace I still see the Moon Glow in your face