• Flowers in the meadow sway in the breeze
    I sit down, my head in my knees
    The full moon lighting the earth
    Slowly falling from trees are leaves

    When will I be able to see him agai
    As I think about how long its been
    I stand up when the clouds cover the moon
    And notice a flower i have to mend

    The sorrow of the moon is alive
    Into the moon's light i dive
    Hoping for it to take me in
    To pick something off the ground i bend

    A star-shaped locket I found
    Toward my home i bound
    Standing in the field is he
    Maybe he will see me

    Shining from the window beam
    Waking me from my beautiful dream