the moon is so bright tonight, it reminds me of your eyes
how you can lite up my darkness, and be my guiding lite
but like the moon you are far away from me, I can't reach you tonite
so I'll just mimic I'ts smile, and wait for the morning light

ten nights have come and gone, and the moon is now a crescent
with evening clouds, the eyebrows, skewing I'ts luminence

remember me when he whispers your name, for I'ts not the same
the walk of shame seems endless, when thers no one else to blame
you can tell me stories, tell me lies, and make your claim
remember me when he whispers you name