I set out last night on a quest to catch the moon
As I flew through the sky by the shooting stars
The moon it seemed so close to me
But I found it to be too far

I continued on my quest as the night flew by
Ever reaching up into the ******* sky
The moon it loomed before my hands
Then it flew right by

My night was ending and morning it drew nigh
From this futile quest I had to refrain
Tomorrow night I think perhaps
I'll reach out for something I can gain