• Staring in my window,
    I feel the siver moon
    And I see her dancing in the night
    For she, the only thing
    revolving round the earth
    Oh what it must be like,
    To gaze apon the earth
    The earth that god created
    is she, the moon, earth's gardian?
    A lonley woman in the night?
    An angel, whatching?
    Or maybe a silvery eye?
    Is she all of those?
    And now she pulls on my finger tips
    Pulling me away with her
    Into an odd, dreamy trance
    Does she not try to take you?
    Into the sky?
    Does she not want an extra star?
    She, the moon, a lonley, gardian angel
    Is winking her silvery eye.