Once I held a moon, a lover's gift If memory serves me right Once I owned a sky where moons could drift And bathe my world in light I held onto to that moon as long as he was there Just holding me But it means nothing to moons you see
Once I held a moon, a lover's [?] was not his to give This is life he said, enjoy But it wasn't mine to live I let the moon slips through my finger And my love let go of me But it means nothing to moons you see
They sail through the night and you follow You hitch up your heart To that moon like a cart It's all [?] you know how You're faced with your pride but can't swallow You lift up your spoon And you howl at the moon that it shouldn't have shone and that you are not [?] as gone
Once I held a moon And by its light I loved And he loved me But it means nothing to moons you see