I saw the face of a whimsical man, It looked like it’d been carved out wood With brows so arched he’d be holding his belly from laughter if he could
I saw two faces in the moon tonight I looked in the mirror and asked myself “Are you alright?” I felt a warmth, from head to toe My heart the most The moon hanging low
I left my bedroom window, curtains open wide
I went to the beach to see Her bright So low in the faraway sky Turned the littered sand a smooth hue of white
The timid ocean beside the sand of sparkling silver The presence of the moon in the harvest sky Caused my spine to shiver
I muttered all my wishes with a sigh My eyes must have sparkled glitter
With the moon watching over me, I was understood, protected, loved The moon was low among the sky And I was on an elevator towards heaven Moonshine high