Staring at the full moon thinking of a time when our love was new, tender hugs and shy kisses, wide awake dreaming of you.
Staring at the half-lit moon, I surrendered my heart too soon, knowing it was destined to lose, nothing could hold me back from you.
Staring at the quarter moon, I'm thinking of a day back in June, you sung to me in off-key tunes, I whispered back in beats of two.
Staring at the blackened moon, I'm wide awake remembering you, with saddened eyes and guilty lies, my tongue is blue and so are you.