Why is it that when the Sun goes down
All the lights in the sky don’t stay around
Well the Moon is there and wears his white clothes
And he shares her light that much he knows
And why is it that the Sun returns to the sky
But the foolish Moon decides some nights to hide
The Sun never fails to shine her light on the earth
So why does the Moon chose to hide from her
Well the Sun never sets it just shines elsewhere
But it’s true that the Moon might just disappear
And the Sun won’t complain she’ll just lend him her light
So if he comes out he can shine bright at night
Yes it’s true that the Moon wears pure white clothes
For the Sun cleans them well so that he can show
How much he loves life even if he is scared
So he shows her his love and the life he’s prepared
Now the Moon has stepped up, he shines bright all month long
And all because he lives off her sweet song
Her rays warm him all through the day and the night
And he vows to forever be her true satellite
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 12:44 AM UTC
Why is it that when the Sun goes down
All the lights in the sky don’t stay around
Well the Moon is there and wears his white clothes
And he shares her light that much he knows
And why is it that the Sun returns to the sky
But the foolish Moon decides some nights to hide
The Sun never fails to shine her light on the earth
So why does the Moon chose to hide from her
Well the Sun never sets it just shines elsewhere
But it’s true that the Moon might just disappear
And the Sun won’t complain she’ll just lend him her light
So if he comes out he can shine bright at night
Yes it’s true that the Moon wears pure white clothes
For the Sun cleans them well so that he can show
How much he loves life even if he is scared
So he shows her his love and the life he’s prepared
Now the Moon has stepped up, he shines bright all month long
And all because he lives off her sweet song
Her rays warm him all through the day and the night
And he vows to forever be her true satellite
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